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I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else someone who will never love you back, not the way I do.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Jace hated it when other people were worried on his behalf. It made him feel like maybe there really was something to worry about.
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[...] I recall what you said to me once, Will went on. That words have the power to change us. Your words have changed me, Tess they have made me a better man than I would have been otherwise. Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die -
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Will looking after her, sighed.not for her, he said under his breath, though there was no one to hear him, for me.... And he leaned his head against the cold iron gate.
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So here’s where they put you. I didn’t think they even used these cells anymore.” He glanced sideways. “I got the wrong window at first. Gave your friend in the next cell something of a shock. Attractive fellow, what with the beard and the rags. Kind of reminds me of the street folk back home.
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Regret is such a pointless emotion, don't you agree?
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with his customary crooked smile, “are just too unlikely to dwell upon.
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Pointless, needless suffering and pain? I don’t suppose it would help if I told you that was the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away.
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Tessa exhaled. She hadn't realized that she had been holding her breath until that moment. Will must have heard her, for he raised his head and his gaze met hers across the clearing. Something in it made her look away. Agony stripped so raw was not meant for her eyes.
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I don't care, Clary said. He'd do it for me. Tell me he wouldn't. If I were missing- He'd burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know, Alec said.
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And in some way, Clary thought, he meant it, meant his gratitude. He had long ago lost the ability to distinguish between force and cooperation, between fear and willingness, between love and torture. And with that realization came a rush of numbness—what was the point of hating Valentine for being a monster when he didn’t even know he was one?
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I know you feel inhuman, and as if you are set apart, away from life and love, but... I promise you, the right man won't care.
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Yes...and I'm worried that if you get into the habit of making out with your instructors, you'll wind up making out with him too. Don't be sexist. They could find me a female instructor. In that case, you have my permission to make out with her as long as I can watch.
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In the end that was the choice you made, and it doesn't matter how hard it was to make it. It matters that you did.
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Shotgun! announced Clary as Jace came back around the side of the van. Alec grabbed for his bow, strapped across his back. Where? She means she wants the front seat, said Jace, pushing wet hair out of his eyes.
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She is fine. She hates us both but it really didn't sound like anything else was wrong
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I know you worry about me needing you, but I shouldn't be with you because I need you. I should be with you because I love you.
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i've never asked him but i'm sure he has a fairly stringent policy about random teenagers lurking in his strubbery
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Mr. Rochester never courted Jane Eyre, Tessa pointed out. No, he dressed up as a woman and terrified the poor girl out of her wits. Is that what you want?
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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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Lawful good to lawful evil! said Simon, pleased. He's quoting Dungeons and Dragons, said Clary. Ignore him.
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