Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained.

Black For Hunting Through The Night For Death And Sorrow, The Color’s White Gold For A Bride In Her Wedding Gown, And Red To Call Enchantment Down.

Of Course I Can See You. I'm Not Blind, You Know. Oh, But You Are. You Just Don't Know It.

I Get No Sense From His Note At All,” Said Will, Bounding To His Feet, “except That He Can Quote Tennyson’s Lesser Poetry. Sophie, How Quickly Can You Have Tessa Ready?” “half An Hour,” Said Sophie, Not Looking Up From The Dress. “meet Me In The Courtyard In Half An Hour, Then,” Said Will. “i’ll Wake Cyril. And Be Prepared To Swoon At My Finery.

"is Standing By The Window Muttering About Blood Something He Does All The Time?" Asked Simon. "no," Jace Said. "sometimes He Sits On The Couch And Does It."

Did You Ever Think That In A Past Life Alec Was An Old Woman With Ninety Cats Who Was Always Yelling At The Neighborhood Kids To Get Off Her Lawn? Because I Do.