Love Makes You A Liar.

There’s More To Honesty Than … Than An Arrangement Of Words. They Say Faeries Can’t Lie, But You Lie In Your Intentions, Your Attitude, Your Demeanor —

They’re Not Hideous,” Said Tessa. Will Blinked At Her. “what?” “gideon And Gabriel,” Said Tessa. “they’re Really Quite Good-looking, Not Hideous At All.” “i Spoke,” Said Will, In Sepulchral Tones, “of The Pitch-black Inner Depths Of Their Souls.” Tessa Snorted. “and What Color Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?” “mauve,” Said Will.

If You Don't Give Readers What They Want, They'll Be Mad At You. If You Give Them What They Do Want, They'll Be Even More Mad At You.

God Knows We’re All Drawn To What’s Beautiful And Broken.

She Had Imagined Jace Leaping From The Bed In Astonishment And Gasping Something Like "egad!" This Didn't Happen-largely, She Suspected, Because Jace Had Seen Much Stranger Things In His Life, And Also Because Nobody Used The Word "egad!" Anymore. His Eyes Widened, Though.