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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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I suppose you've always been amazing at this stuff? I was born amazing Jace stroked her cheek with the tips of his fingertips, lightly but enough to make her shiver.
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I would give you everything of myself. I would give you more in two weeks than most men would give you in a lifetime.
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Whatever the Clave was discussing, the Council meeting was dragging on brutally late. “But he knows New York. He doesn’t know Alicante—
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So, technically, Simon said, even though Jace isn't actually related to you, you have kissed your brother.
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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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Another vampire pushed her way through the crowd to stand at his side—a pretty blue-haired Asian girl in a silver foil skirt. Clary wondered if there were any ugly vampires, or maybe any fat ones. Maybe they didn't make vampires out of ugly people. Or maybe ugly people just didn't want to live forever.
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Don't fight in front of the client, boys. Catarina implored in her sweet voice, or I will knock your heads together so hard, your skulls will crack like eggs
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Tessa looked quickly to Will, but he only crossed the room as he always did to lean against the fireplace mantel. Cecily had never been able to decide if he did this because he was perpetually cold or because he thought he looked dasing standing before the leaping flames.
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We have a name, said Jace. Magnes B- Shut up. Alec hissed, thwacking Jace with his closed menu. Jace looked injured. Jesus, he rubbed his arm. What's your problem?
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I feel myself dissolving, vanishing into nothingness, for if there is no one in the world who cares for you, do you really exist at all?
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Do you have a lot of other profound thoughts like that? Blood is blood? A toaster is a toaster? A Gelatinous Cube is a Gelatinous Cube?
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Far below ran the silver ribbon of the East River, braceleted by shining bridges, flecked by boats as small as flyspecks, splitting the shining banks of light that were Manhattan and Brooklyn on either side.
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What don't kill me... Had better start running!
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I love you. And I don't want to lose you.
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It is a far greater thing that I do now, than I've ever done before.
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Alec looked at her and shook his head. How do you manage never to get mud on your clothes? Isabelle shrugged philosophically. I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt.
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Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?' Jace said, Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself. ...At least, she said, you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland. Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.
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Will: You are not really dying, are you? Jem: So they tell me. Will: I am sorry. Jem: No. Don’t be ordinary like that. Don’t say you’re sorry. Say you’ll train with me. Will: I’ll train with you.
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Theres no such thing as vampire mojo,said Jace,rather eeirly echoing Clarys earlier comment.And I was following Clary,but then she got into a cab,and I cant follow a cab.So I doubled back and followed you instead.Mostly for something to do You were following Clary?Simon echoed.Heres a hot tip : Most girls dont like being stalked
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One of the things he'd always loved about Clary was how easily caught up in her imagination she was, how easily she could wall herself away in illusory worlds of curses and princes and destiny and magic.
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