I Take Your Hand, Brother, So That

She Pulled Away. "that Doesn't Make Any Sense." "neither Does This," He Said, "but I Don't Care. I'm Sick Of Trying To Pretend I Can Live Without You. Don't You Understand That? Can't You See It's Killing Me?

She Had Fallen Asleep With Her Head On His Arm, The Clockwork Angel, Still Around Her Throat, Resting Against His Shoulder Just To The Left Of His Collarbone. As She Moved Away, The Clockwork Angel Slipped Free And She Saw To Her Surprise That Where It Had Lain Against His Skin It Had Left A Mark Behind, No Bigger Than A Shilling, In The Shape Of A Pale White Star.

So Much Saintlike Patience Cannot Be Good For Anyone.

Look Well On This, My Son," Said The Green-skinned Man, "for One Day I Shall Rule A Clockwork Kingdom Of Such Beings, And You Shall Be Its Prince.

People Aren't Born Good Or Bad. Maybe They're Born With Tendencies Either Way, But It's The Way You Live Your Life That Matters. And The People You Know. Valentine Was Hodge's Friend, And I Don't Think Hodge Really Had Anyone Else In His Life To Challenge Him Or Make Him Be A Better Person. If I'd Had That Life, I Don't Know How I Would Have Turned Out. But I Didn't. I Have My Family. And I Have You.