Everything That Happens To You Matters To

You Are Not The Last Dream Of My Soul. You Are The First Dream, The Only Dream I Ever Was Unable To Stop Myself From Dreaming. You Are The First Dream Of My Soul, And From That Dream I Hope Will Come All Other Dreams, A Lifetime’s Worth.

We Shouldn’t,” Protested Isabelle. “the Clave Has A Plan.” “the Clave Has The Collective Intelligence Of A Pineapple,” Said Jace. Alec Blinked Up At Them. “jace Is Right.” Isabelle Turned On Her Brother. “what Do You Know? You Weren’t Even Paying Attention.” “i Was,” Alec Said, Injured. “i Said Jace Was Right.” “yeah, But There’s Like A 90% Chance Of Me Being Right Most Of The Time, So That’s Not Proof You Were Listening,” Said Jace. “that’s Just A Good Guess.

You Know, When Most Girls Say They Want A Big Rock, They Don't Mean, You Know, Literally A Big Rock." "very Amusing, My Sarcastic Friend. It's Not A Rock, Precisely. All Shadowhunters Have A Witchlight Rune-stone.

You Know What I Am." The Words Breathed Out In An Auguished Whisper. "i'm Part Demon, Clary. Part Demon. You Understood That Much, Didn't You?" His Eyes Bored Into Her Like Drills. "you Saw What Valentine Was Trying To Do. He Used Demon Blood-used It On Me Before I Was Even Born. I'm Part Monster. Part Everthing I've Tried So Hard To Burn Out, To Destroy.

You Want A Round Table Meeting, We Can Have A Round Table Meeting." "i Love Round Tables," Said Magnus Brightly. "they Suit Me So Much Better Than Square.