There Are Ways In Which We’re So

My Rapier Wit Hides My Inner Pain.

I Think You Are Very Selfless.

I'm All Right,' Jace Protested, But His Hand Gripped Alec's Sleeve Tightly. 'i Can Stand.' It Looks To Me Like You're Using A Wall To Prop You Up. That's Not My Definition Of "standing."' It's Leaning,' Jace Told Him. 'leaning Comes Right Before Standing.

A Mark That Spoke Of Loss Was Still A Mark, A Remembrance. You Could Not Lose Something You Never Had.

But It Was Mortality That Made Them What They Were, The Flame That Blazed Brighter For It's Flickering