I Only Count The Hours That Shine.

You Sound As If You Don't Mind What Happens To It," Said Tessa. "won't You Miss It Here? This Place Has Been Your Home." His Fingers Stroked Her Wrist Lightly, Making Her Shiver. "you Are Home For Me Now.

But They Love Each Other," Clary Said, Appalled. "isn't That What Love Means? That You're Supposed To Be There For The Other Person To Turn To, No Matter What?" Luke Looked Toward The River, At The Dark Water Moving Slowly Under The Light Of The Autumn Moon. "sometimes, Clary," He Said, "love Just Isn't Enough.

Your Life Is Yours To Live As You Choose.

My Rapier Wit Hides My Inner Pain.

All That Existed Was Jace; All She Felt, Hoped, Breathed, Wanted, And Saw Was Jace. Nothing Else Mattered.