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For as is often the happenstance with that which is precious and lost, when you find him again, he may well not be quite as you left him.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Happenstance
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Precious
Quite
Often
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And indeed it was, the arrow still protruding from its wet, grayish skin, humping its body along with incredible speed. A flick of its tail caught the edge of a statue, sending it flying into the dry ornamental pool, where it shattered into dust. “By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles,” noted Will. “Has no one respect for the classics these days?
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And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.
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Memories did one no good, not when one knew the truth in the present. Will was beautiful, but he was not hers he was anybody's. Something in him was broken, and trough that break spilled a blind cruelty, a need to hurt and to push away.
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How they loved each other, these three, how they had suffered for each another, and yet how much joy they clearly took from simply being in the same room.
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Sharp are the arrows of a broken heart.
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Magnus wants to shout at me, don’t you, Magnus?” (Jace) “Yes,” Magnus said, tearing his eyes away from Alec long enough to scowl. -pg.275-
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Of course I can see you. I'm not blind, you know. Oh, but you are. You just don't know it.
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