You Are The Lightwoods — You Are

Jem Cried Out With All His Remaining Strength. You Cannot Go Where I Am Going! Nor Would I Want That For You!

Look, Did You Ask Me To Come All The Way Uptown Just So You Could Stare At Me Like I Was Something In A Petri Dish? Next Time I'll Send You A Photo." "and I'll Frame It And Put It On My Nightstand," Said Jace.

She Closed Her Hands Around His And Shut Her Eyes, Imagining Their Bed Cut Free Of This Strange Prison, Floating Through Space Or On The Surface Of The Ocean, Just The Two Of Them Alone.

Samuel! Are You Alright?" A Vision Of Samuel Being Brained By The Falling Bars Rose Up Before Simon's Eyes. Samuel's Voice Rose To A Scream. "go Away!" Simon Looked Sideways At Jace. "i Think He Means It." Jace Shook His Blond Head In Exasperation. "you Had To Make A Crazy Jail Friend, Didn't You? You Couldn't Just Count Ceiling Tiles Or Tame A Pet Mouse Like Normal Prisoners Do?

Lies And Secrets, Tessa, They Are Like A Cancer In The Soul. They Eat Away What Is Good And Leave Only Destruction Behind.