It Is The Mundanes Who Look At Me And See Something They Do Not Understand—a Boy Who Is Not Quite White And Not Quite Foreign Either." "just As I Am Not Human, And Not Demon Either," Tessa Said Softly. His Eyes Softened. "you Are Human," He Said. "never Think You Are Not. I Have Seen You With Your Brother; I Know How You Care For Him. If You Can Feel Hope, Guilt, Sorrow, Love—then You Are Human.

-Cassandra Clare

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It Is The Mundanes Who Look At

Cassandra Clare

It Is The Mundanes Who Look At Me And See Something They Do Not Understand—a Boy Who Is Not Quite White And Not Quite Foreign Either." "just As I Am Not Human, And Not Demon Either," Tessa Said Softly. His Eyes Softened. "you Are Human," He Said. "never Think You Are Not. I Have Seen You With Your Brother; I Know How You Care For Him. If You Can Feel Hope, Guilt, Sorrow, Love—then You Are Human.

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It Doesn't Hurt." "but My Eyes Do," Said A Coolly Amused Voice From The Doorway. Jace. He Had Come In So Quietly That Even Simon Hadn't Heard Him; Closing The Door Behind Him, He Grinned As Isabelle Pulled Simon's Shirt Down. "molesting The Vampire While He's Too Weak To Fight Back, Iz?" He Asked. "i'm Pretty Sure That Violates At Least One Of The Accords." "i'm Just Showing Him Where He Got Stabbed," Isabelle Protested, But She Scooted Back To Her Chair With A Certain Amount Of Haste.

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Fighting