Magic Is Dangerous- But Love Is More

We Shouldn’t,” Protested Isabelle. “the Clave Has A Plan.” “the Clave Has The Collective Intelligence Of A Pineapple,” Said Jace. Alec Blinked Up At Them. “jace Is Right.” Isabelle Turned On Her Brother. “what Do You Know? You Weren’t Even Paying Attention.” “i Was,” Alec Said, Injured. “i Said Jace Was Right.” “yeah, But There’s Like A 90% Chance Of Me Being Right Most Of The Time, So That’s Not Proof You Were Listening,” Said Jace. “that’s Just A Good Guess.

Mortality, Behold, And Fear, What A Change Of Flesh Is Here! Think How Many Royal Bones Sleep Within This Heap Of Stones.

I'm Memorable, It's True.

Whoever Loves You Now—and You Must Also Love Yourself—will Love The Truth Of You.

I Have Important Business To Get To. I Plan To Sulk All Afternoon, Followed, Perhaps, By An Evening Of Byronic Brooding And A Nighttime Of Dissipation.