To Love Is To Destroy

Suddenly Reminded, She Clapped A Hand Over Her Mouth. "oh- Simon!" "no, I'm Jace," He Said Patiently. "simon Is The Weaselly Little One With The Bad Haircut And Dismal Fashion Sense.

The Thing About The Mirror Is That No One Knows Where It Is. In Fact, No One Knows What It Is.” "it’s A Mirror,” Simon Said. “you Know – Reflective, Glass. I’m Just Assuming.

People Aren't Born Good Or Bad. Maybe They're Born With Tendencies Either Way, But Its The Way You Live Your Life That Matters.

There Is More To Living Than Not Dying," He Said. "look At The Way You Live Will. You Burn As Bright As A Star.

He Flushed, The Colour Dark Against His Pale Skin. 'i Mean. Tessa Gray, Will You Do Me The Honour Of Becoming My Wife?' Jem.