You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?
City of Lost SoulsOf course he loves me. I’m his sister.” “Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.
City of Lost SoulsSpeaking of hope, did you see that shot Alec got off with his bow? That's my boyfriend.
City of Lost SoulsI thought you were dead,” she went on. “I saw you fall down, and—I thought you were dead.
City of Lost SoulsSuperstition has been defined as the use of a form whose significance has been forgotten.
Esoteric Orders and Their Work and The Training and Work of the InitiateWhat's next? You want to convince me they're making another crap Last Airbender movie?
The Evil We LoveAs long as there are ways we can serve, then we have a job to do.
Everyday Grace: Having Hope, Finding Forgiveness And Making Miracles