Brown Is A Manly Color

He Found Himself Wanting To Write Poetry About How Her Blue Eyes Were Like Starlight And Her Hair Like Night, Because "night" And "starlight" Rhymed, But He Had A Feeling The Poem Wouldn't Turn Out That Well.

Aren't You, Uh... Reproducing? "sure, We Love Reproducing It's One Of Our Favorite Things.

I Never Said That. I Just Didn't Correct You When You Were, You Know, Wrong. Anyway, I Just Saved You From Being Burned To Death, So I Figure You're Not Allowed To Be Mad." -jace

You’re In My Bones And My Blood And My Heart,” He Said. “i’d Have To Tear Myself Open To Let You Go.

He'd Burn The Whole World Down Til He Could Dig Out You Of The Ashes.