Every Heart Has Its Own Melody.

A Sarcastic Blond Genie With A Bad Attitude. -clary, Pg.243-

As Luke Knelt Down Beside His Corpse, Clary Couldn’t Help But Remember What He Had Said About Having Loved Valentine Once, About Having Been His Closest Friend. Luke, She Thought With A Pang. Surely He Couldn’t Be Sad — Or Even Grieved? But Then Again, Perhaps Everyone Should Have Someone To Grieve For Them, And There Was No One Else To Grieve For Valentine.

Is That What You Are Doing? Enduring? Surely An Engaged Woman Should Be Happier.” His Light Eyes Raked Her. “a Heart Divided Against Itself Cannot Stand, As They Say. You Love Them Both, And It Tears You Apart.

She Had Never Thought About Her Name Much Before, But When He Said It, It Was As If She Were Hearing It For The First Time - The Hard T, The Caress Of The Double S, The Way It Seemed To End On A Breath.

You On Your Way Out?" Jace Nodded. "dont Want To Overstay Our Welcome." "what Welcome?" Magnus Asked. "i'd Say Is Was A Pleasure To Meet You, But It Wasn't. Not That You Aren't All Fairly Charming, And As For You-" He Dropped A Glittery Wink At Alec, Who Looked Astounded. "call Me?" -magnus & Jace, Pg.243-