Woolsey Bites On Occasion

When You Told Me The First Time That Valentine Was Your Father, I Didn't Believe It. Not Just Because I Didn't Want It To Be True, But Because You Weren't Anything Like Him. I've Never Thought You're Anything Like Him. But You Are. You Are.

The Only Alternative Seems To Be Doing Nothing…and Doing Nothing, I Find, Rarely Accomplishes Anything

The Front Door Shut, Leaving Alec Sitting In The Half-lit Garden, Alone. He Closed His Eyes For A Moment, The Image Of A Face Hovering Behind His Lids. Not Jace's Face, For A Change. The Eyes Set In The Face Were Green, Slit-pupiled. Cat Eyes.

Magnus Reached Out To Touch Alec, But Alec Moved Away. Magnus' Hand Fall To Himself.

Whoever Loves You Now—and You Must Also Love Yourself—will Love The Truth Of You.