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

You asked me who I belong to. I belong to you.

I am stronger when Tessa is here, you see. I told it to you," said Jem, still in the same soft voice. At that, Will did duck his head so that Tessa could not see his eyes. "I see it," he said.

That might be nice, an extra pair of arms," Jace said. "Handy in a fight." "Not if they're growing out of your..." Dorothea paused and smiled, not without malice. "Neck.

On a Tuesday night they were wed, And by Friday they were dead. And they buried them in the churchyard side by side, Oh my love, And they buried them in the churchyard side by side." Breaking away from Gideon with some reluctance, Sophie rose to her feet and dusted off her dress. "Please forgive me, my dear Mr. Lightwood- I mean Gideon- but I must go and murder the cook. I shall be directly back.

I am nothing if not gracious," Will said. His eyes searched Jem's face, that face as familiar to him as his own. "And determined. You will not leave me. Not while I live.

Without conflict there is no plot, without hope there is no story