You Ask A Lot Of Questions, Don't

He Glanced Furtively Up And Down The Hallway. "hodge Too. Everyone Wants To Talk To Me. Except You, I Bet You Don't Want To Talk To Me," Said Jace. "no," Said Clary. "i Want To Eat. I'm Starving.

You Kindled Me, Heap Of Ashes That I Am, Into Fire. He Had Wondered Once Why Love Was Always Phrased In Terms Of Burning. The Conflagration In His Own Veins, Now, Gave The Answer.

I Like To Listen To Music That Fits With What I'm Writing. For Each Book, I've Assembled A Playlist, So Readers Can Get A Sense Of What I Was Listening To While I Was Writing.

Do You Remember What I Told You That First Time At Taki's? About Faerie Food?" "i Remember You Said You Ran Down Madison Avenue Naked With Antlers On Your Head", Said Clary, Blinking Silver Drops Off Her Lashes.

We May Not Be All That Bright, Jace Said, But At Least We Are Alive.