He didn't know what books meant to her, that books were symbols of truth and meaning.

A forty-foot worm?" Will muttered to Jem as they moved through the Italian garden, their boots - thanks to a pair of Soundless runes - making no noise on the gravel. "Think of the size of the fish we could catch." Jem's lips twitched. "It's not funny, you know." "It is a bit.

Love and lies can corrupt even the purest heart.

Where's Magnus?" he said. AS he looked toward the kitchen, Clary saw a bruise on his jaw, below his ear, about the size of a thumbprint. "Alec!" Magnus came skidding into the living room and blew a kiss to his boyfriend across the room. Having discarded his slippers, he was barefoot now. His cat's eyes shone as he looked at Alec.

But that was Isabelle — if there was a boy around and blame that needed to be pinned on someone, Isabelle would pin it on him

aren't you, uh... reproducing? "sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things.

Sometimes.. Love just ain't enough- Luke Garroway to Clary