Simon To Die. Jace To Live. Jonathon

I Do Not Know Two Finer People And Could Not Imagine Better News. May Your Lives Together Be Happy And Long. Congratulations, Brother.

You Have To Give Everyone Ugly Motives For Everything They Do, Because Ugly Motives Are All You Understand.

I Have A Plan.” He Groaned. “i Was Afraid Of That.” “my Plans Are Not Terrible.” “isabelle’s Plans Are Terrible.” He Pointed A Finger At Her. “your Plans Are Suicidal. At Best.” She Sat Back, Her Arms Crossed Over Her Chest. “do You Want To Hear It Or Not? You Have To Keep It A Secret.” “i Would Pluck Out My Own Eyes With A Fork Before I Would Give Away Your Secrets,” Simon Said, Then Looked Anxious. “wait A Second. Do You Think That’s Likely To Be Required?

And What Colour Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?' 'mauve,' Said Will.

He Taught Me There's A Place On A Man's Back Where, If You Sink A Blade In, You Can Pierce His Heart And Sever His Spine, All At Once,' Sebastian Had Said. 'i Guess We Got The Same Birthday Present That Year, Big Brother,' Jace Thought. 'didn't We?