It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green.""If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd — Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green.""If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd — Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green.""If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd — Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green.""If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd — Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green.""If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd — Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
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It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green.""If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood," said Jace.

— Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
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