the-infernal-devices

Because women never say what they think.

They say you cannot love two people equally at once,_ she said. __nd perhaps for others that is so. But you and Will__ou 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.

Demon pox, oh demon poxJust how is it acquired?One must go down to the bad part of townUntil one is very tired.Demon pox, oh demon pox, I had it all along__ot the pox, you foolish blocks,I mean this very song__or I was right, and you were wrong!

We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

Will grinned. __ome of these books are dangerous,_ he said. __t__ wise to be careful.___ne must always be careful of books,_ said Tessa, __nd what is inside them, for words have the power to change us._____ not sure a book has ever changed me,_ said Will. __ell, there is one volume that promises to teach one how to turn oneself into an entire flock of sheep____nly the very weak-minded refuse to be influenced by literature and poetry,_ said Tessa

A sense of hopelessness had invaded his bones, as chill and as inescapable as the rain.

Few can claim a single angel who guards them. But you can.

No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily.

I don__ understand what makes them come out like that!___unger,_ said Jem. __ere you thinking about blood?___o.___ere you thinking about eating me?_ Will inquired.__o!"__o one would blame you,_ said Jem. __e__ very annoying.

Not forever, Tessa thought. They had a long, long time. A lifetime. His lifetime. And she would lose him one day, as she had lost Will, and her heart would break, as it had broken before. And she would put herself back together and go on, because the memory of having had Jem would be better than never having had him at all.

There is more to living than not dying.