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Grief makes you feel alone, but you're not. I know you don't believe in-in religion-the same way I do, but you can believe you're surrounded by people who love you, can't you?

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Love
Grief
People
Alone
Religion
Makes
Feel
Feels
Believe
Way
Surrounded

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Dios, he said, addressing himself to Jace. What happened to you, brother? You look as if a pack of wolves tried to tear you apart. That's either a shockingly good guess, said Jace, or you heard about what happened.
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Jace, There is no wedding! Stop Isabelle! Sit on her if you have to. Just stop her from doing whatever she's doing or I can never come home. -Alec
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Sebastian just smiled. “I could hear your heart beating,” he said softly. “When you were watching me with Valentine. Did it bother you?” “That you seem to be dating my dad?” Jace shrugged. You’re a little young for him, to be honest.” “What?” For the first time since Jace had met him, Sebastian seemed flabbergasted.
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When somebody tells you there's something wrong with your book they're almost always right, when they tell you how to fix it they're almost always wrong.
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Maia pulled on a braid. I ran into Eric of all people. He told me what happened and that you'd backed out of Millenium Lint's gigs for the past two weeks because of it. Actually, they changed their name, Jordan said. They're Midnight Burrito now.
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I am a man he told her, and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.
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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 what you do. As long as you know you belong to me.
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A date, Jace repeated. Often a 'boring thing you have to memorize in history class, but in this case,' 'an offer of a n evening of blisteringly white-hot romance with yours truly.'
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Other people have shrubbery in their gardens. You have a bottomless pit.
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It is always better to live the truth than to live a lie. And that lie would have kept him alone forever. He may have had nearly nothing for 5 years, but now he can have everything. A boy who looks like that... Magnus.
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You can tell me to stop any time you want, but you won't.
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What you said was true. we don't live or love in a vacuum. There are people around us who care about us who would be hurt, maybe destroyed if we let ourselves feel what we might want to feel.
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Look, I asked you here for a reason. Much as I hate to admit it, vampire, we have something in common. Totally awesome hair? Simon suggested.
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That's the van? It looks like a rotting banana. This was undeniable - Eric had painted the van a neon shade of yellow, and it was blotched with dings and rust like splotches of decay.
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I don't know how I could sleep at night, not knowing I was surrounded by a thousand other sleeping, dreaming souls. - pg 120, Jem to Tessa & Will
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What if everything you believe is wrong and you could still be loved and still be forgiven?
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Will speechless for once, a glass of water frozen halfway to his lips
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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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To my son, If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.
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