Magic is dangerous- but love is more dangerous still

With God on your side, what does luck matter?

"Jem?" he said. "Is it you, James?" "Who else?" Jem's voice.

She'd rather hoped for something simple, like a lined piece of notebook paper with MY EVIL PLAN written across the top, but no luck.

Let the sky rain potatoes," said a musing voice. "Let it thunder to the tune of Greensleeves.

Magnus didn't really want this kind of thing this early in the morning - this talk of aching memories and wanting to forget. This conversation needed to end, now.

Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it—a heart ringing? But when you touch me, that is what it is like, as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.