clockwork-prince

Will__ voice dropped. __veryone makes mistakes, Jem.___es,_ said Jem. __ou just make more of them than most people.___ ____ou hurt everyone,_ said Jem. __veryone whose life you touch.___ot you,_ Will whispered. __ hurt everyone but you. I never meant tohurt you.__em put his hands up, pressing his palms against his eyes. __ill ____ou can__ never forgive me,_ Will said in disbelief, hearing thepanic tinging his own voice. ____ be ____lone?_ Jem lowered his hand, but he was smiling now, crookedly. __ndwhose fault is that?

Sometimes he wondered if he did these things just to test himself. To see if the feelings had gone. But they had not. When he saw her, he wanted to be with her; when he was with her, he ached to touch her; when he touched even her hand, he wanted to embrace her. He wanted to feel her against him the way he had in the attic. He wanted to know the taste of her skin and the smell of her hair. He wanted to make her laugh. He wanted to sit and listen to her talk about books until his ears fell off. But all these things he could not want, because they were things he could not have, and wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness.

It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again.

Your place is with me,_ Jem said. __t always will be.___hat do you mean?__e flushed, the color dark against his pale skin. __ mean,_ he said, __essa Gray, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?__essa sat bolt upright. __em!__hey stared at each other for a moment. At last he said, trying for lightness, though his voice cracked, __hat was not a no, I suppose, thoughneither was it a yes.___ou can__ mean it.___ do mean it.___ou can______ not a Shadowhunter. They__l expel you from the Clave___e took a step closer to her, his eyes eager. __ou may not be precisely a Shadowhunter. But you are not a mundane either, nor provably aDownworlder. Your situation is unique, so I do not know what the Clave will do. But they cannot forbid something that is not forbidden by the Law.They will have to take your__ur__ndividual case into consideration, and that could take months. In the meantime they cannot prevent ourengagement.___ou are serious._ Her mouth was dry. __em, such a kindness on your part is indeed incredible. It does you credit. But I cannot let you sacrificeyourself in that way for me.___acrifice? Tessa, I love you. I want to marry you.

Is this one of those days where we all stalk out in fury? Because I simply haven't got the energy for it.

Astriola. That IS demon pox. You had evidence that demon pox existed and you didnt mention it to me! Et tu, Brute!' He rolled up the paper and hit Jem over the head with it.

Trains are great dirty smoky things," said Will. "You won't like it." Tessa was unmoved. "I won't know if I like it until I try it, will I?" "I've never swum naked in the Thames before, but I know I wouldn't like it." "But think how entertaining for sightseers," said Tessa, and she saw Jem duck his head to hide the quick flash of his grin.

My darling, you are indisposed! You must remain abed for the next eight months. Little Buford - ""I am NOT naming our child Buford...

I can't - I'll chop off my own foot!" "If you're going to chop off anyone's foot, chop off Benedict's," Will muttered.

Lord, you're Irish," said Will. "Can you make things that don't have potatoes in them? We had an Irish cook once when I was a boy. Potato pie, potato custard, potatoes with potato sauce...

Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thouroughbred dog that liked to bite your guests. You had to have a hand on his collar constantly.

And therefor," said Magnus "We must go." Will blinked at him. "Go where?""Don't worry about that right now, my love."Will blinked again. "Pardon?

wanting what you could not have led to misery and madness

He dropped his voice, so low that Tessa wasn__ sure if what he said next was real or part of the dream darkness rising to claim her, though shefought against it.____e never minded it,_ he went on. __eing lost, that is. I had always thought one could not be truly lost if one knew one__ own heart. But I fear I maybe lost without knowing yours._ He closed his eyes as if he were bone-weary, and she saw how thin his eyelids were, like parchment paper, andhow tired he looked. __o ai ni, Tessa,_ he whispered. __o bu xiang shi qu ni.__he knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant.I love you.And I don__ want to lose you.