She shook her head. She was so pale under the diffuse lamp-light that she looked almost transparent, as if Simon could have looked right through her. The way, he supposed, he always had.

I think I may be in love with you, Sophie," said Will. "Marriage could be in the cards.

Who ever said the world was fair?

How generous the universe could be, when he wanted to be!

Gideon Lightwood said he was at the Institute in Madrid. What on earth was he doing there?' 'Faffing about, most likely', said Will.

Shouldn't we stand back to back or something?" "What? Why?" "I don't know. In movies that's what they do in this kind of… situation.

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