Consider It A Race To See Who

Not Everything Jace Did Was Insane And Suicidal, She Reminded Herself. It Just Seemed That Way. -clary, Pg.46-

If You Lay One Hand On Simon, Vampire, I'll Have You Chopped Up Into Tiny Pieces And Fed To My Cat. Understand?

She Smiled At Him. “how Did You Know Just What I’d Want To See?” “how Could I Not?” He Said. “when I Think Of You, And You Are Not There, I See You In My Mind’s Eye Always With A Book In Your Hand.” He Looked Away From Her As He Said It, But Not Before She Caught The Slight Flush On His Cheekbones. He Was So Pale, He Could Never Hide Even The Least Blush, She Thought — And Was Surprised How Affectionate The Thought Was.

Whither Thou Goest, I Will Go; Where Thou Diest, Will I Die And There Will I Be Buried: The Angel Do So To Me, And More Also, If Aught But Death Part Thee And Me.

Life Is Full Of Risks. Death Is Much Simpler.