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His Eyes Shone When He Looked At Her, Green As Spring Grass. He Has Always Had Green Eyes, Said The Voice In Her Head. People Often Marvel At How Much Alike You Are, He And Your Mother And Yourself. His Name Is Jonathan And He Is Your Brother; He Has Always Protected You. Somewhere In The Back Of Clary’s Mind She Saw Black Eyes And Whip Marks, But She Didn’t Know Why. He’s Your Brother. He’s Your Brother, And He’s Always Taken Care Of You.

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Well, Thanks. It Was Nice Of You To Give Me Anything." The Tension Between Them Seemed To Press Down On Her Like Humid Air. "better Than A Bath In Spaghetti Any Day." He Said Darkly, "if You Share That Little Bit Of Personal Information With Anyone, I May Have To Kill You." "well, When I Was Five, I Wanted My Mother To Let Me Go Around And Around Inside The Dryer With The Clothes," Clary Said. "the Difference Is, She Didn't Let Me." "probably Because Going Around And Around Inside A Dryer Can Be Fatal," Jace Pointed Out, "whereas Pasta Is Rarely Fatal. Unless Isabelle Makes It.

Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was There Ever A More Beautiful Sound Than Your Name? To Speak It Aloud Makes My Heart Ring Like A Bell. Strange To Imagine That, Isn’t It—a Heart Ringing? But When You Touch Me, That Is What It Is Like, As If My Heart Is Ringing In My Chest And The Sound Shivers Down My Veins And Splinters My Bones With Joy.