Jace knew he was being cruel, and he barely cared. Hurting people he loved was almost as good as hurting himself when he was in this kind of mood.
Cassandra ClareI am sorry," Will said. "No," Jem said... "Don't be ordinary like that. Don't say you're sorry.
Cassandra ClareI wouldn't call that an instrument of music," Ragnor observed sourly. "An instrument of torture, perhaps.
Cassandra ClareI'm not unhappy," he said. "Only people with no purpose are unhappy. I've got a purpose.
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