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Whatever You Are Physically,' He Said, 'male Or Female, Strong Or Weak, Ill Or Healthy -- All Those Things Matter Less Than What Your Heart Contains. If You Have The Soul Of A Warrior, You Are A Warrior. Whatever The Color, The Shape, The Design Of The Shade That Conceals It, The Flame Inside The Lamp Remains The Same. You Are The Flame.

We Can Buy You One Of Those Books They Have For Little Kids 'timmy Has Two Dads'. Except I Don't Think They Have One Called 'timmy Has Two Dads And One Of Them Was Evil'. That Part You're Just Going To Have To Work Through On Your Own.

No. That's Clary; Shes's My Best Friend." Simon Pocketed His Phone. "and She Has A Boyfriend. Like, Really, Really, Really Has A Boyfriend. The Nuclear Bomb Of Boyfriends. Trust Me On This One.

Pain Is Only What You Allow It To Be

If This Is Your Idea Of Glamour, I'm Having Second Thoughts About Letting You Make Me Over.