Regret Is Such A Pointless

She Realized That This Scarred, Sarcastic Boy, Was Gentle With The Things He Loved.

Without Conflict There Is No Plot, Without Hope There Is No Story

If You Don't Give Readers What They Want, They'll Be Mad At You. If You Give Them What They Do Want, They'll Be Even More Mad At You.

He Wants Her In His Bedroom. And Not In That Way — No Girl Has Ever Been In His Bedroom That Way. It Is His Private Space, His Sanctuary. But He Wants Clary There. He Wants Her To See Him, The Reality Of Him, Not The Image He Shows The World. He Wants To Lie Down On The Bed With Her And Have Her Curl Into Him. He Wants To Hold Her As She Breathes Softly Through The Night; To See Her As No One Else Sees Her: Vulnerable And Asleep. To See Her And To Be Seen.

A Mark That Spoke Of Loss Was Still A Mark, A Remembrance. You Could Not Lose Something You Never Had.