Love Didn't Make You Weak, It Made

Simon-"from Now On I Will Only Adress People By Nodding At Them." Clary-"that's Stupid Why Would You Do That?" Simon-"because It Says That 'i Am A Badass, And I Recognive That You Too, Are A Badass

You Might Want To Lie Down," Magnus Advised. "i Find That It Helps When The Crushing Sense Of Horrible Realization Sets In.

But They Love Each Other," Clary Said, Appalled. "isn't That What Love Means? That You're Supposed To Be There For The Other Person To Turn To, No Matter What?" Luke Looked Toward The River, At The Dark Water Moving Slowly Under The Light Of The Autumn Moon. "sometimes, Clary," He Said, "love Just Isn't Enough.

Well, It Seems A Bit Silly, Looking There,” Said Will. “it’s Not Like Mortmain’s Going To Lodge A Complaint Against The Shadow-hunters Through Official Channels. ‘very Upset Shadowhunters Refused To All Die When I Wanted Them To. Demand Recompense. Please Mail Cheque To A. Mortmain, 18 Kensington Road—

Clary Felt Suddenly Annoyed. "when The Self-congratulatory Part Of The Evening Is Over, Maybe We Could Get Back To Saving My Best Friend From Being Exsanguinated To Death?" "exsanguinated," Said Jace, Impressed. "that's A Big Word." "and You're A Big-" "tsk Tsk," He Interupted. "no Swearing In Church.