Some secrets, she thought, were better told; some were better left the burden of the carrier, that they might not cause pain to others.

Simon kept pace beside Clary for a few moments without speaking before he said, “So what did I miss? Naked dancing ladies?” Clary thought of the male faerie‘s torn-open ribs and shuddered. “Nothing that pleasant.

At the time I thought what I had with you and your mother was better than nothing. But if you can't tell the truth to the people you care about the most, eventually you stop being able to tell the truth to yourself.

Demon pox,' said Will with the satisfaction of the truly vindicated.

Are you the one with the blue eyes?" "Actually, my eyes are usually described as golden...and luminous.

My darling, you are indisposed! You must remain abed for the next eight months. Little Buford - " "I am NOT naming our child Buford.

For a moment she just stared, wondering if there were another girl staying here, or if Sebastian had taken to cross-dressing.