Don't You Hate It? Not Ever Saying

Will's Father's Gaze Went Immediately To Gabriel, And Then To Cecily, His Eyes Narrowing. "and Who Is This Gentlemen?" Will's Grin Widened. "oh Him," He Said. "this Is Cecliy's Friend, Mr. Gabriel Lightworm." Gabriel, Half In The Act Of Stretching His Hand To Greet Mr. Herondale, Froze In Horror. "lightwood," He Sputtered. "gabriel Lightwood.

I Know What I'm Asking. For You To Find A Needle In - God, Not Even A Haystack. A Needle In A Tower Of Other Needles." "plunge Your Hand In A Tower Of Needles," Said Magnus, "and You Are Likely To Cut Yourself Badly. Are You Sure This Is What You Want?

There’s More To Honesty Than … Than An Arrangement Of Words. They Say Faeries Can’t Lie, But You Lie In Your Intentions, Your Attitude, Your Demeanor —

It Was Only Recently That Isabelle Had Realized Other Girls Weren’t Just For Envying, Avoiding, Or Disliking.

Jem Put The Full Force Of Himself Into Each Smile, So That He Seemed To Be Smiling With His Eyes, His Heart, His Whole Being.