History Gets Written By The Winners.

When Two People Are At One In Their Inmost Hearts, They Shatter Even The Strength Of Iron Or Bronze.

They’re Not Hideous,” Said Tessa. Will Blinked At Her. “what?” “gideon And Gabriel,” Said Tessa. “they’re Really Quite Good-looking, Not Hideous At All.” “i Spoke,” Said Will, In Sepulchral Tones, “of The Pitch-black Inner Depths Of Their Souls.” Tessa Snorted. “and What Color Do You Suppose The Inner Depths Of Your Soul Are, Will Herondale?” “mauve,” Said Will.

And Of Course You Wouldn't Be Going Alone,' Will Said Impatiently. 'i Would Go With You. I Wouldn't Let Anything Happen To You.

She Felt As If She Had Been Running, And Had Created A Hill And Was Racing Down The Other Side, And There Was No Stopping Now. Gravity Was Taking Her Where She Had To Go. "but -- Everyone Cares About Something. Don't They?

I'm Not Unhappy," He Said. "only People With No Purpose Are Unhappy. I've Got A Purpose.