Mundies Die Awfully Easily, Don't They?" "isabelle,

But It Was Mortality That Made Them What They Were, The Flame That Blazed Brighter For It's Flickering

Come In. And Try Not To Murder Any Of My Guests.

Jem Put The Full Force Of Himself Into Each Smile, So That He Seemed To Be Smiling With His Eyes, His Heart, His Whole Being.

Ladies Who Were No Better Than They Should Be, Whose Dresses Were Too Tight, Too Bright And Too All The Things Magnus Liked Most, Lounged On Velvet-covered Benches Along The Walls.

I Can Trust You, Jessie, But You're Clearly Not Well Enough To Go. Which Is Unfortunate, Since Aloysius Always Had A Weakness For A Pretty Face." "even More Reason Why I Should Go," Said Will.