Magnus Hoped If He Ever Went Mad

You Couldn't Change The Past. You Could Only Go Forward

She Is Fine. She Hates Us Both But It Really Didn't Sound Like Anything Else Was Wrong

You Kindled Me, Heap Of Ashes That I Am, Into Fire. He Had Wondered Once Why Love Was Always Phrased In Terms Of Burning. The Conflagration In His Own Veins, Now, Gave The Answer.

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?

Jem: I Know What You're Thinking. Tessa:i Don't Think You Do. You're Think, If They Call This Damp Nastiness Summer, What Must Winter Be Like? You'd Be Surprised. Winter's Actually Much The Same. It's Spring That's Really Lovely. Tessa:is It? Jem:no. It's Actually Quite Foggy And Wet As Well.