It Is A Very Strange Thing, To

The Horse Grunted Softly. He Had Huge Teeth, Clary Noticed Uneasily; Each One The Size Of A Pez Dispenser. She Imagined Those Teeth Sinking Into Her Leg And Thought Of All The Girls She'd Known In Middle School Who'd Wanted Ponies Of Their Own. She Wondered If They Were Insane.

You're An Idiot." "i've Never Claimed To Be Otherwise.

You Love Him As A Falcon Loves His Master Who Binds And Blinds It.

We May Not Be All That Bright, Jace Said, But At Least We Are Alive.

Of Course I Can See You. I'm Not Blind, You Know. Oh, But You Are. You Just Don't Know It.