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You never really hate anyone as much as someone you cared about once.

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Really
Never
Cared
Hatred
Anyone
Hate
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You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.
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Okayyyyy,” Isabelle said in a low voice, “When did Brother Zachariah get hot?
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Good. Because I don't need protecting. I knew you'd say that.But the thing is, sometimes you do. And sometimes I do. We're meant to protect each other, but not from everything. Not from the truth. That's what it means to love someone but let them be themselves.
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They all have always loved you, Will Herondale, for you cannot hide what is good about yourself, however hard you try.
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Let me guess. Luke an Amatis are at the Accords Hall, having another meeting.” “Yeah. I think they’re having the meeting where they get together and decide what other meetings they need to have.
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We’re Nephilim. Every one of our life’s passages has some mystical component — our births, our deaths, our, marriages, everything has a ceremony and a rune. There is one as well if you wish to become someone’s parabatai. It’s no small commitment.
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When I am in the darkness, I want to think of it in the light, with you. - James Carstairs
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Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable, Brother Zachariah to Clary Fray
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I’d rather have you in my life even as a brother than not at all—
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I get the feeling, Alec said, and smiled, she hasn't forgiven me for betraying you, as she sees it. Good girl, said Jace with appreciation. I didn't betray you, idiot. It's the thought that counts.
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You think that's the solution to everything, don't you, Bane? Drinking and dancing and making love... but I tell you this, something is coming, and we'd be fools to ignore it. When have I ever claimed not to be a fool?
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Years later Magnus would return to London and Camille Belcourt's side, and find it not all that he had dreamed. Years later another desperate Herondale boy with blue, blue eyes would come to his door, shaking with the cold of the rain and his own wretchedness, and this one Magnus would be able to help.
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What are you doing here anyway? 'Here' as in your bedroom or 'here' as in the great spiritual question of our purpose here on this planet?
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That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not last forever. They could only hope what they made would endure.
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Sebastian just smiled. “I could hear your heart beating,” he said softly. “When you were watching me with Valentine. Did it bother you?” “That you seem to be dating my dad?” Jace shrugged. You’re a little young for him, to be honest.” “What?” For the first time since Jace had met him, Sebastian seemed flabbergasted.
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It was a bit warm. Still. If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to. One should wear everything, or one should wear nothing at all.
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Lightwoods,” Magnus said. “They always have to have the last word.
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Magnus had learned to be careful about giving his memories with his heart. When people died, it felt like all the pieces of yourself you had given to them went as well. It took so long, building yourself back up until you were whole again, and you were never entirely the same.
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You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.
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