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Our hearts, they need a mirror, Tessa. We see our better selves in the eyes of those who love us.

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Judith Rumelt
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Tess?” A soft voice at the door she looked up and saw Will there, silhouetted in the light from the corridor.
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