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Will looked horrified. What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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I kick kittens. I made rude gestures at nuns.
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How they loved each other, these three, how they had suffered for each another, and yet how much joy they clearly took from simply being in the same room.
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The more that you travel the more you get the sense of the word as a larger place and the more you get a sense of the variety of history and mythology. And when you know about these things you can incorporate them into what I feel is a more rich and more large tapestry of fantasy.
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Maybe that was why she couldn't cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn't even comfort yourself?
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I can only assume, said Jace, that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own.
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i was joking with isabelle about vampires right before it happened. just trying to make her laugh, you know? what freaks out jewish vanpires? silver stars of david? chopped liver? check for eighteen dollars?
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Only Jace, Clary thought, could look cool in pajama bottoms and an old T-shirt, but he pulled it off, probably through sheer force of will. -pg. 329-
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I shall never eat duck again. I cannot believe I used to like duck. The duck betrayed me.
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Our hearts, they need a mirror, Tessa. We see our better selves in the eyes of those who love us. And there is a beauty that brevity alone provides.” He dropped his gaze, then raised it to hers. “I would give you everything of myself,” he said. “I would give you more in two weeks than most men would give you in a lifetime.
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But it was Valentine. I saw him. In fact, he had the Sword with him when he came down to the cells and taunted me through the bars. It was like a bad movie, except he didn't actually twirl his mustache. - Jace Wayland
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You're so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I can't find anything. He's compulsive.
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Isabelle, she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, your loyalty to your friend is understandable -- He's not my friend. Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. He's my brother.
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I have heard sometimes that men who lose an arm of a leg still feel that pain in those limbs, though they are gone,' said Will. 'It is like that sometimes. I can feel Jem with me, though he is gone, and it is like I am missing a part of myself.
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Jem: I know what you're thinking. Tessa:I don't think you do. You're think, If they call this damp nastiness summer, what must winter be like? You'd be surprised. Winter's actually much the same. It's spring that's really lovely. Tessa:Is it? Jem:No. It's actually quite foggy and wet as well.
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You have to give everyone ugly motives for everything they do, because ugly motives are all you understand.
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You cannot reduce the situation to worm jokes, Will. This is Gabriel and Gideon’s father we’re discussing.” “We’re not just discussing him we’re chasing him through an ornamental sculpture garden because he’s turned into a worm.
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Good organization,” said Magnus. “I knew the man who founded it, back in the 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable old werewolf family.” Alec made an ugly sound in the back of his throat. “Did you sleep with him, too?” Magnus’s cat eyes widened. “Alexander!
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Raphael snapped, This isn't funny. That's why no one's laughing. Jace stood, hauling Raphael upright, jamming the tip of his knife between Raphael's shoulder blades.
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Do you not tire of eternity? Do you not wish to end your suffering? By leaping into the Void? Not really.
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The thing about the Mirror is that no one knows where it is. In fact, no one knows what it is.” It’s a mirror,” Simon said. “You know – reflective, glass. I’m just assuming.
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