Holy fu-" he starts then catches himself. "Yes,this tithe will be most pleasing to her Goodness. " Me and Magnus exchange amused glances.
It had been a whim, and there was nothing Magnus attached more importance to than a whim.
[Magnus] reminded himself of his manners, and bowed. "Charmed," he said. "Or whatever effect would please you best, I'm sure.
I've got a stele we can use. Who wants to do me?" "A regrettable choice of words," muttered Magnus.
Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. "You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things.
Magnus gazed upon Camille. "Some of my fondest memories include lashings of cream and beautiful women.
Flirting? We were merely indulging in a little risqué conversation," Magnus said, offended. "When I begin to flirt, I assure you the entire room will know. My flirtations cause sensations.
Albertus [Magnus]. . . debased the doctrine of Aristotle with the itch of the chemists flowing with the bloody flux of quicksilver and the stench of sulphur.
Oh God. ” said Magnus, “they’re dead. They’re all dead!
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?
Magnus, I wish I had the nerve to wear the kind of pants you do.
You might want to lie down," Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in.
Does she still love you?" "I don't think so," Magnus said dryly. "She wasn't very pleasant the last time I saw her. Of course, that could be because I've got an eighteen year-old boyfriend with a stamina rune and she doesn't. " Alec sputtered. "As the person being objectified, I. . . object to that description of me.
Don’t take this the wrong way, but you smell like Magnus.
I love round tables. They suit me so much better than a square. " Magnus, pg. 137
The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name.
Let me say to you what I said once, in an entirely different context to Catherine the Great," Magnus declared. "My dear lady, you cannot afford me,and also, please leave that horse alone. Good night.
He'd woken up the next day in the city hospital with Magnus Bane staring down at him with an odd expression--it could have been deep concern or merely curiosity, it was hard to tell with Magnus.
Fine. " Magnus stood up. "But," he added, pausing by Alec's chair and leaning in close to him, "you are not trivial. " Alec flushed. "If you say so," he said. "I say so," said Magnus, and he turned to follow Isabelle out of the room.
Magnus hoped if he ever went mad like that himself, so mad that he poisoned the very air round him and hurt everyone he came into contact with, that there would be someone ho loved him enough to stop him. To kill him, if it came to that.
