Enormous? Did You Just Call Me Fat?

Does That Mean You Agree?" He Groaned. "i Think It Means You Crushed My Spirit And Beat Me Down." "fantastic.

Or Perhaps This Hostility Of Yours Is The Pretense. Love Does Make Liars Out Of Your Kind.

Some Burns," Clary Said. "nothing That Matters" "everything That Happens To You Matters To Me." "well That Certainly Explains Why You Haven't Called Me Back Once. And The Last Time I Saw You, You Ran Away Without Telling Me Why. It's Like Dating A Ghost." Jace's Mouth Quirked Up Slightly At The Side. "not Exactly. Isabelle Actually Dated A Ghost. She Could Tell You--" "no," Clary Said. "it Was A Metaphor. And You Know Exactly What I Mean.

Jealousy Is Such An Ugly Emotion.

To Lose An Arm Or A Leg Would Be Painful, But To Lose The Central Truth Of Your Life Felt—fatal.