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

Every heart has its own melody," he said. "You know mine. - James Carstairs

Clary sat back. "You don't just get to say no." "This plan involves me! I get to say no! No." "Simon -" Simon patted the seat beside him as if someone were sitting there. "Let me introduce you to my good friend No.

Jace's eyes sparkled, but he said calmly, "Not at all. the Silent Brothers can help her retrieve her memories." "You hate the Silent Brothers," protested Isabelle. "I don't hate them," said Jace candidly."I'm afraid of them. It's not the same thing." "I thought you said they were libarians," said Clary. "They are librarians." Simon whistled. "Those must be some killer late fees.

And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.

Oh, good. You're starting to talk about yourself in the third person. That's not a sign of impending megalomania or anything.

Despite everything, I can’t bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more than I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other.