To Love Something Is To Destroy It

If You're Texting Magnus To Say 'i Think U R Kewl,' I'm Going To Kill You." "who's Magnus?" Max Inquired. "he's A Warlock," Said Alec. "a Sexy, Sexy Warlock," Isabelle Told Max, Ignoring Alec's Look Of Total Fury. "but Warlocks Are Bad," Protested Max, Looking Baffled. "exactly," Said Isabelle.

And He Understands. He Understands Why People Hold Hands: He’d Always Thought It Was About Possessiveness, Saying This Is Mine. But It’s About Maintaining Contact. It Is About Speaking Without Words. It Is About I Want You With Me And Don’t Go.

Magnus Didn't Really Want This Kind Of Thing This Early In The Morning - This Talk Of Aching Memories And Wanting To Forget. This Conversation Needed To End, Now.

She Had Loved Him For Such A Long Time, She Thought. How Was It That She Did Now Know Him At All?

Everyone Has Something They Can't Live Without.