Will’s hand looked brown and sunburnt by contrast, their fingers dovetailed together like piano keys.

Why should I tell you everything about how I feel when you never tell me anything?

The best lies are based on the truth, at least in part

I have heard sometimes that men who lose an arm of a leg still feel that pain in those limbs, though they are gone,' said Will. 'It is like that sometimes. I can feel Jem with me, though he is gone, and it is like I am missing a part of myself.

But you have to learn to bend a little," "Or you'll brake." -Clarissa Fray

There she is." Alec spotted his sister and waved her over, looking relieved. "Over here. And watch out for the phouka." "Watch out for the phouka?" Jace repeated, glancing toward a thin brown-skinned man in a green paisley vest who eyed Isabelle thoughtfully as she walked by. "He pinched me when I passed him earlier," Alec said stiffly. "In a highly personal area." "I hate to break it to you, but if he's interested in your highly personal areas, he probably isn't interested in your sister's.

By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles," noted Will. "Has no one respect for the classics these days?