Enormous? Did You Just Call Me Fat?

It's Always Better To Live The Truth Than To Live A Lie.

I Can Offer You My Life, But It Is A Short Life; I Can Offer You My Heart, Though I Have No Idea How Many More Beats It Shall Sustain

Don't Make It Sound Like That. Like Some Ordinary Sort Of Grief. It's Not Like That. They Say Time Heals All Wounds, But That Presumes The Source Of The Grief Is Finite. Over. This Is A Fresh Wound Every Day.

Isabelle," She Said, Lightening Her Tone With An Obvious Effort, "your Loyalty To Your Friend Is Understandable --" "he's Not My Friend." Isabelle Looked Over At Jace, Who Was Staring At Her In A Sort Of Daze. "he's My Brother.

Every Life Is Finite, Will.