Did Brother Zachariah Just Steal Our Cat?

You're The First Shadowhunter I've Ever Met." “that’s Too Bad,” Said Jace, “since All The Others You Meet From Now On Will Be A Terrible Letdown.

Filters Are For Cigarrettes And Coffee," Simon Muttered Under His Breath As They Went Inside. "two Things I Could Use Right Now, Incidentally.

Must You Go? I Was Rather Hoping You'd Stay And Be A Ministering Angel, But If You Must Go, You Must." "i'll Stay," Will Said A Bit Crossly, And Threw Himself Down In The Armchair Tessa Had Just Vacated. "i Can Minister Angelically." "none Too Convincingly. And You're Not As Pretty To Look At As Tessa Is," Jem Said, Closing His Eyes As He Leaned Back Against The Pillow. "how Rude. Many Who Have Gazed Upon Me Have Compared The Experience To Gazing At The Radiance Of The Sun." Jem Still Had His Eyes Closed. "if They Mean It Gives You A Headache, They Aren't Wrong.

You Can See Where It Was, Years Ago. Like An Old Woman Who Was Once Beautiful, But Time Has Taken Her Beauty Away.

She Looked Out Then, Through The Crowd, And Saw Simon With The Lightwoods, Looking At Her Across The Empty Space That Separated Them. It Was The Same Way That Jace Had Looked At Her At The Manor. It Was The One Thread That Bound These Two Boys That She Loved So Much, She Thought, Their One Commonality: They Both Believed In Her Even When She Didn't Believe In Herself.