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And next time you're planning to injure yourself to get me attention, just remember that a little sweet talk works wonders.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Perhaps, but you would not exist without a woman, would you? However little use you may find us, we are cleverer and more determined and more patient than men. Men may be stronger, but it is women who endure.
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You're not gay, are you? Simon's greenish color deepened. If I were, I would dress better.
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Maybe he's lonely. Sebastian can't be the greatest company. We don't know that. He could be absolutely fantastic at Scrabble, said Magnus.
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And therefor, said Magnus We must go. Will blinked at him. Go where? Don't worry about that right now, my love. Will blinked again. Pardon?
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I really wish you hadn't worn that sweater,'he muttered into her ear. 'It's good practice for you,' she replied,her lips moving against his skin. 'Tomorrow,fishnets.' Against her side,warm and familiar,she felt him laugh.
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You snuck up on me,” she said. “I guess I’m not much of a Shadowhunter, huh?” Simon shrugged. “Well, in your defense, I do move with a silent, pantherlike grace.
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Henry patted Charlotte’s shoulder anxiously. “Would you like a cool cloth? What can I do to help?” “You could ride up to Yorkshire and chop that old goat’s head off.” Charlotte sounded mutinous. “Won’t that make things rather awkward with the Clave?” asked Henry. “They’re not generally very receptive about, you know, beheadings and things.
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No fewer than four of my esteemed elders told me I was on no account to ever converse with you, so I vowed that I would know you. My name is Edmund Herondale. May I ask your name? They reffered to you only as 'that disgraceful one-warlock show.
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I didn't know you were bringing the mundane. His blue eyes flicked uneasily over Simon. That's what I like about you people, said Simon. You always make me feel so welcome.
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