James had given his heart to this girl, Magnus thought, and Magnus knew well enough from Edmund and Will what it meant when a Herondale gave his heart away. It was not a gift that could be returned.

As long as everyone's wearing their own pants." "I see I have come in on a fascinating moment in the conversation.

I need someone who can keep up with me, not some sickly creature that looks as if he’s doddering off to the grave.

Goodness, my nose is enormous,' she exclaimed. 'Why didn't anyone tell me?

Meet me in the courtyard in half an hour, then,” said Will. “I’ll wake Cyril. And be prepared to swoon at my finery.

If I might ask--," she began. Will sighed. "You know you'll ask whether I say it's all right or not.

At last, the wheel comes full circle