unfortunately, we're all out of bitter evange at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing

As long as everyone's wearing their own pants." "I see I have come in on a fascinating moment in the conversation.

They belonged to each other totally, and always would, and that was that. But maybe everyone felt that way? Until the moment they realized they were just like everyone else, and everything they'd thought was real shattered apart.

If you don’t go after Luke,” Clary said, enunciating very clearly, “I, personally, will kill you.” For a moment Jocelyn looked astonished. Then she smiled. “Well,” she said, “if you put it like that.