Who Said We Were Owed Happiness?

The Dark Prince Sat Astride His Black Steed, His Sable Cape Flowing Behind Him. A Golden Circlet Bound His Blond Locks, His Handsome Face Was Cold With The Rage Of Battle, And... "and His Arm Looked Like An Eggplant," Clary Muttered To Herself In Exasperation.

Mundanes Who Involve Themselves In Things They Know Nothing About Are Likely To Meet Unpleasant Endings.

And The Answer Is Yes. I Have Loved You. I Always Have, And I Always Will.

You Cannot Buy Or Drug Or Dream Your Way Out Of Pain.

I Know What I'm Asking. For You To Find A Needle In - God, Not Even A Haystack. A Needle In A Tower Of Other Needles." "plunge Your Hand In A Tower Of Needles," Said Magnus, "and You Are Likely To Cut Yourself Badly. Are You Sure This Is What You Want?