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It is not the same thing to be good and to be kind.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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(Sebastian) See, there you go. You're always looking at me like that. Like what? Like I burn down animal shelters for fun and light my cigarettes with orphans.
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I forgot, Isabelle muttered as the rest of them caught up to her. Faeries have no sense of humor. Oh, I wouldn't say that, said Jace. There's a pixie nightclub downtown called Hot Wings. Not, he added, that I have ever been there.
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Magnus got to his feet. “I do believe that's my cue to leave as well,” he said. Clary noticed he was avoiding looking at Alec. “I'd say it's been nice meeting you all, but, in fact, it hasn't. It's been quite awkward, and frankly, the next time I see a single one of you will be far too soon.
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And write what you love - dont feel pressured to write serious prose if what you like is to be funny. You're a reader as well as a writer, so write what you'd want to read.
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What's wrong, little sis? You look upset. She could barely catch her breath. Cracked...my...nail polish slapping your... worthless face. See? She showed him her finger - just one of them. Cute He snorted.
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Simon to die. Jace to live. Jonathon to retune. And you Valentine's daughter, to be the catalist of it all.
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I never said that. I just didn't correct you when you were, you know, wrong. Anyway, I just saved you from being burned to death, so I figure you're not allowed to be mad. -Jace
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What? Jace was still staring at her as if she'd told him she'd found one of the Silent Brothers doing nude cartwheels in the hallway.
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