Fine. sit around being inconsiderate asses…and you wonder why none of you are married. (zarina) (sway cleared his throat meaningfully.) oh, shush. you don’t count. you had an arranged marriage. these losers can’t get a girl for more than three and half minutes it takes them to embarrass themselves with their feeble gropings that always disappoint. (zarina)
People who believe in god conclude there must have been a divine knob twiddler who twiddled the knobs of these half-dozen constants to get them exactly right. The problem is that this says, because something is vastly improbable, we need a god to explain it. But that god himself would be even more improbable.
A parabatai. Like he was. And jace knew, too, what that faded rune meant: a parabatai whose other half was dead. He felt his sympathy leap toward brother zachariah, as he imagined himself without alec, with only that faded rune to remind him where once he had been bonded to someone who knew all the best and worst parts of his soul.