You're just worried they'll hire a male instructor and he'll be hotter than you." Jace's eyebrows went up. "Hotter than me?" "It could happen," Clary said, "You know, theoretically." "Theoretically the planet could suddenly crack in half, leaving me on one side and you on the other, forever and tragically parted, but I'm not worried about that either. Some things," Jace said, with his customary crooked smile, "are just too unlikely to dwell upon.
Cassandra ClareJace hated it when other people were worried on his behalf. It made him feel like maybe there really was something to worry about.
Cassandra ClareShe pulled away. "That doesn't make any sense." "Neither does this," he said, "but I don't care. I'm sick of trying to pretend I can live without you. Don't you understand that? Can't you see it's killing me?
Cassandra ClareWhen I was a little kid, I realized that if you say any word over and over fast enough, it loses all it's meaning.
Cassandra ClareBut it was mortality that made them what they were, the flame that blazed brighter for it's flickering
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