Isabelle: Do you want some soup? Jace: No Isabelle: Do you think Hodge will want some soup? Jace: No one wants soup Simon: I want some soup! Jace: No, you don't. You just want to sleep with Isabelle

I take your hand, brother, so that you may go in peace.

And write what you love - dont feel pressured to write serious prose if what you like is to be funny. You're a reader as well as a writer, so write what you'd want to read.

I don’t think Will Herondale and a sense of responsibility are even on speaking terms

wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness

Or maybe it's just that beautiful things are so easily broken by the world.

...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world." Will looked down at his bitten nails. "I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.