He began it,” Cecily said, jerking her chin at Will, though she knew it was pointless. Jem, Will’s parabatai, treated her with the distant sweet kindness reserved for the little sisters of one’s friends, but he would always side with Will. Kindly, but firmly, he put Will above everything else in the world. Well, nearly everything.

Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. "Not my favorite topic, Smedley." "Simon", said Simon. "If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.

You might want to lie down," Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.

You promise me, he said. That you love him. Enough to marry him and make him happy.

You endure what is unbearable, and you bear it. That is all.

You ask a lot of questions, don't you?" "My brother always says curiosity is my besetting sin.

...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world." Will looked down at his bitten nails. "I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.