I can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.
Cassandra ClareWe are not our parents, Gabriel. We do not have to carry the burden of their choices or their sins.
Cassandra ClareJem, Cecily thought, with a pang in her heart. Her brother had always looked to him as a kind of North Star, a compass that would ever point him toward the right decision. She had never quite thought of her brother as lucky before, and certainly would not have expected to do so today, and yet-and yet in a way he had been. To always have someone to turn to like that, and not to worry constantly that one was looking to the wrong stars.
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