I Love You, Clary Wanted To Say.

Simon Had Never Noticed Before, But She Wore A Silver Ring On Her Right Hand, With A Partner Of Flames Around The Band Of It, And A Carved L In The Center. It Reminded Him Of The Ring Clary Wore Around Her Neck, With Its Design Of Stars. "it's The Lightwood Family Ring," She Said, Noticing Where His Gaze Was Fixed. "every Family Has An Emblem. Ours Is Fire.

At The Moment, He Is In Shock," Said Magnus. "he Has Believed One Thing For Five Years, And Now He Has Realized That All This Time He Has Been Looking At The World Through A Faulty Mechanism - That All The Things He Sacrificed In The Name Of What He Thought Was Good And Noble Have Been A Waste, And That He Has Only Hurt What He He Loved." "good God," Said Woolsey. "are You Quite Sure You've Helped Him?

You Cannot Buy Or Drug Or Dream Your Way Out Of Pain.

I Mean, Is There A Chance For Me? To Have Another Life After This, A Better One?

How Could You Have Guessed?” Miserable Though Will Was, He Felt Free, As If A Heavy Burden Had Been Displaced From Him. “i Did All I Could To Hide And Deny It. You—you Never Hid Your Feelings. Looking Back, It Was Clear And Plain, And Yet I Never Saw It. I Was Astonished When Tessa Told Me That You Were Engaged. You’ve Always Been The Source In My Life Of Such Good Things, James. I Never Thought You Would Be The Source Of Pain, And So, Wrongly, I Never Thought Of Your Feelings At All. And That Is Why I Was So Blind.