For Love Is As Strong As Death.

Not Everything That's True Needs To Be Said.

There Was Human Goodness In The World, She Thought-all Caught Up With Desires And Dreams, Regrets And Bitterness, Resentments And Power, But It Was There.

Clary Glanced Past Him And Asked, "where's Magnus?" "he Said It Would Be Better If He Didn't Come. Apparently He And The Seelie Queen Have Some Kind Of History." Isabelle Raised Her Eyebrows. "not That Kind Of History," Said Alec Irritably. "some Kind Of Feud. Though," He Added, Half Under His Breath, "the Way He Got Around Before Me, I Woudn't Be Surprised.

He'd Felt Like A Jack-o-lantern For The Past Few Days, As If His Guts Had Been Yanked Out With A Fork And Dumped In A Heap While A Grinning Smile Stayed Plastered On His Face.

Choosing Love Or War: Both Are Brave Choices, In Their Own Ways.