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But It Was Valentine. I Saw Him. In Fact, He Had The Sword With Him When He Came Down To The Cells And Taunted Me Through The Bars. It Was Like A Bad Movie, Except He Didn't Actually Twirl His Mustache. - Jace Wayland

She Could Ask For Anything, She Thought Dizzily, Anything--an End To Pain Or World Hunger Or Disease, Or For Peace On Earth. But Then Again, Perhaps These Things Weren't In The Power Of Angels To Grant, Or They Would Already Have Been Granted. And Perhaps People Were Supposed To Find These Things For Themselves.

Declarations Of Love Amuse Me. Especially When Unrequited.

And Indeed It Was, The Arrow Still Protruding From Its Wet, Grayish Skin, Humping Its Body Along With Incredible Speed. A Flick Of Its Tail Caught The Edge Of A Statue, Sending It Flying Into The Dry Ornamental Pool, Where It Shattered Into Dust. “by The Angel, It Just Crushed Sophocles,” Noted Will. “has No One Respect For The Classics These Days?

Look, You Can Date Whoever You Want And I Will Totally Support You. I Am All About Support. Support Is My Middle Name.” “so That’s Why You Never Told Me Your Middle Name. I Figured It Was Something Embarrassing.