You Called Me And Said You Were

I Don't Care," Clary Said. "he'd Do It For Me. Tell Me He Wouldn't. If I Were Missing-" "he'd Burn The Whole World Down Till He Could Dig You Out Of The Ashes. I Know," Alec Said.

They Say You Cannot Love Two People Equally At Once,” She Said. “and Perhaps For Others That Is So. But You And Will—you Are Not Like Two Ordinary People, Two People Who Might Have Been Jealous Of Each Other, Or Who Would Have Imagined My Love For One Of Them Diminished By My Love Of The Other. You Merged Your Souls When You Were Both Children. I Could Not Have Loved Will So Much If I Had Not Loved You As Well. And I Could Not Love You As I Do If I Had Not Loved Will As I Did.

She'd Been Impressed By His Looks At First--those Sharply Planed Cheekbones And Those Black, Fathomless Eyes--but His Affable, Sympathetic Personality Grated On Her Now. She Didn't Like Boys Who Looked As If They Never Got Mad About Anything. In Isabelle's World, Rage Equaled Passion Equaled A Good Time.

Atque In Pepetuum, Frater, Ave Atque Vale,” He Whispered. The Words Of The Poem Had Never Seemed So Fitting: Forever And Ever, My Brother, Hail And Farewell.

Words Have The Power To Change Us.