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I know you feel inhuman, and as if you are set apart, away from life and love, but... I promise you, the right man won't care.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Love
Apart
Life
Promise
Away
Care
Right
Feel
Feels
Jem
Men
Inhuman

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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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When two people are at one in their inmost hearts, they shatter even the strength of iron or bronze.
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I can see why you like it here, there's a thin layer of nerd all over everything.
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Don’t take this the wrong way, but you smell like Magnus.
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Jem is my greatest sin.
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You may choose your friends, but not your unlikely saviors,” Magnus said cheerfully.
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Meanwhile,” Simon added, “I wanted to tell you that lately I‘ve been cross-dressing. Also, I‘m sleeping with your mom. I thought you should know.
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It's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. It's like a million little paper cuts every day.
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I swear that woman had a previous career as a death-hunter selling tragic ballads down around the Seven Dials, said Will. And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we've eaten.
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There is no cure for fictional character love, but the plus side is that it is an entirely benign disease with no bad side effects.
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Not everything Jace did was insane and suicidal, she reminded herself. It just seemed that way. -Clary, pg.46-
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You bled on the Speaking stars ...I bet there's a law somewhere about that.
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And indeed it was, the arrow still protruding from its wet, grayish skin, humping its body along with incredible speed. A flick of its tail caught the edge of a statue, sending it flying into the dry ornamental pool, where it shattered into dust. “By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles,” noted Will. “Has no one respect for the classics these days?
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That the wall is coming down.
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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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I could give you a thiught sheath to put that in,Isabelle offered. I got tons. CERTAINLY NOT, said Simon. Clary shot him an irritated look. Thanks, but I'm not really a thigh sheath kind of girl, -pg. 214
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I learned to share work with people even when it was in its rough stages without worrying that they'd be filled with scorn and hatred. After all, I can read their rough work without turning on them like a wildebeest.
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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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There are ways in which we’re so alike. We’re reckless. We don’t think before we act. We’ll do anything for people we love. And I never thought how scary that was for the people who loved me until I saw
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Will gave a short laugh. He was in gear as if he had just come from the practice room, and his hair curled damply against his temples. He was not looking at Tessa, but she had grown used to that. Will hardly ever looked at her unless he had to.
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