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My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health. - City of Bones (said by Jace Wayland)

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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with his customary crooked smile, “are just too unlikely to dwell upon.
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