Was This What It Meant To Love

To Be Beautiful You Had To Be Willowy And Tall. When You Were As Short As Clary Was, Just Over Five Feet, You Were Cute. Not Pretty Or Beautiful, But Cute.

James, You Are All The Family I Have. I Would Die For You. You Know That. I Would Die Without You. If It Were Not For You, I Would Be Dead A Hundred Times Over These Past Five Years. I Owe You Everything, And If You Cannot Believe I Have Empathy, Perhaps You Might At Least Believe I Know Honor--honor, And Debt--

You're So Easy To Tease. And Yes, Your Friend Is Just Fine. Well, Except That He Keeps Putting All My Things Away And Trying To Clean Up. Now I Can't Find Anything. He's Compulsive.

Is There Some Particular Reason That You're Here?" ... "not This Again." "not What Again?" Said Clary. "every Time I Annoy Him, He Retreats Into His No Mundanes Allowed Tree House." Simon Pointed At Jace.

And Next Time You're Planning To Injure Yourself To Get Me Attention, Just Remember That A Little Sweet Talk Works Wonders.