He wondered if normalcy was something, like vision or silence, you didn't realize was precious until you lost it.

So I lied to you last night. I said I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you. And that's why I have to slip out of your window now, like a coward. Because if I had to tell you this yo your face, I couldn't make myself go.

I learned to play the instruments of war," he said, "and paint in blood.

I know I told you once that whether God exists or not, we're on our own. But when I'm with you, I'm not.

They kind of look like evil lawn gnomes

I do not mean to seem indelicate or ungrateful," said Linette Owens, "but are you a dangerous lunatic?

Jace, on the other hand, looked like the sort of boy who'd come over to your house and burn it down for kicks.