Every life is finite, Will.

If I held a revolver to your head, James, and pulled the trigger, would it really matter if I did not know that there were not bullets in the chambers?

I have the benefit of experience which tells me that sulking solves nothing

It's like banging my head against the wall, except if I were actually banging my head on a wall, I'd be able to make myself stop.

Charlotte slammed the paper down onto her desk with an exclamation of rage. “Aloysius Starkweather is the most stubborn, hypocritical, obstinate, degenerate—” She broke off, clearly fighting for control of her temper. Tessa had never seen Charlotte’s mouth so firmly set into a hard line. “Would you like a thesaurus?” Will inquired. “You seem to be running out of words.

I really love fantasy. I have to say it is my favourite genre to read and one of the genres I love the most to write.

Do you ever feel like screaming?' Clary asked him [Jace]. 'Some of the time.