No One Blames Her." "that Never Matters,"

That Was What Humans Did: They Left On Another Messages Through Time, Pressed Between Pages Or Carved Into Rock. Like Reaching Out A Hand Through Time, And Trusting In A Phantom Hoped-for Hand To Catch Yours. Humans Did Not Last Forever. They Could Only Hope What They Made Would Endure.

There Was Something About Jace, Though, That Made Her Want To Push Him, Crack That Shell Of Cynicism And Make Him Admit Her Believed Something, Felt Something, Cared About Anythinng At All.

Gideon Lightwood Said He Was At The Institute In Madrid. What On Earth Was He Doing There?' 'faffing About, Most Likely', 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.

It Was Like A Bad Movie Except He Didn’t Actually Twirl His Mustache.” -jace To Maryse About Valentine, Pg.122-