Leaving out the gamblers, the burglars, and the plumbers, perhaps we do put our trust in god after a fashion. But, after all, it is an overstatement. If the cholera or black plague should come to these shores, perhaps the bulk of the nation would pray to be delivered from it, but the rest would put their trust in the health board.
Times like this it did seem real i was leaving, and even more that my family, and this life, would go on without me. And again i felt that emptiness rise up, but pushed it away. Still, i lingered there, in the doorway, memorizing the noise. The moment. Tucking it away out of sight, to be remembered when i needed it most.
No encounter occured that day, and i was glad of it; i took out of my pocket a little homer i had not opened since leaving marseilles, reread three lines of the odyssey, learned them by heart; then, finding sufficient sustenance in their rhythm and reveling in them at leisure, i closed the book and remained, trembling, more alive than i had thought possible, my mind numb with happiness.
As i took another breath, i saw the three stars again. they were not calling to me; they were letting me go, leaving me to the black universe i had wandered for so many lifetimes. i drifted into the black, and it got brighter and brighter. it wasn't black at all - it was blue. warm, vibrant, brilliant blue...i floated into it with no fear at all.
You're just worried they'll hire a male instructor and he'll be hotter than you." jace's eyebrows went up. "hotter than me?" "it could happen," clary said, "you know, theoretically." "theoretically the planet could suddenly crack in half, leaving me on one side and you on the other, forever and tragically parted, but i'm not worried about that either. Some things," jace said, with his customary crooked smile, "are just too unlikely to dwell upon.