You are just jealous," Magnus remarked calmly. "Because you do not have the soul of a true artiste like myself." "Oh, I am positively green with envy," Ragnor snapped. "Come now, Ragnor. That's not fair," said Magnus. "You know I love it when you make jokes about your complexion.
Cassandra ClareToo much of anything could destroy you, Simon thought. Too much darkness could kill, but too much light could blind.
Cassandra ClareThere must always be a first," said Jem. "It is not easy to be first, and it is not always rewarding, but it is important.
Cassandra ClareJem--Jem is all the better part of myself. I would not expect you to understand. I owe him this." "Then what am I?" Cecily asked. Will exhaled, too exasperated to check himself. "You are my weakness." "And Tessa is your heart," she said, not angrily, but thoughtfully. "Not a fool, as I told you," she added at his startled expression. I know that you love her.
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