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I love round tables. They suit me so much better than a square.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Suits
Round
Rounds
Tables
Better
Much
Square
Love
Squares
Suit

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So here’s where they put you. I didn’t think they even used these cells anymore.” He glanced sideways. “I got the wrong window at first. Gave your friend in the next cell something of a shock. Attractive fellow, what with the beard and the rags. Kind of reminds me of the street folk back home.
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Creating characters is like throwing together ingredients for a recipe. I take characteristics I like and dislike in real people I know, or know of, and use them to embellish and define characters.
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I don't care about risk to me, he hissed, leaning forward across the table. I care about what happens to you! Dammit, I'm practically indestructible. Let me go. You stay behind. Yes, Clary said, Jace won't find that odd at all. You can just tell him you've always been secretly in love with him and you can't stand being parted.
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You stole a boat,” she snapped. “What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic?
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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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I can trust you, Jessie, but you're clearly not well enough to go. Which is unfortunate, since Aloysius always had a weakness for a pretty face. Even more reason why I should go, said Will.
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Henry, said Charlotte, who appeared to have recovered from her shock, if you set yourself on fire deliberately, I will institute divorce proceedings. Now sit down and eat your supper. And say hello to our guest.
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I've heard the word 'fear'. I simply choose to believe it doesn't apply to me.
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You’re attacking that one like a wolverine.
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I wouldn't change it, Simon said. I wouldn't give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn't know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they're dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.
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Tell me,” Isabelle said.“Who it was. That my father had the affair with.
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There were some memories, though, that never faded.
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And I would do it again. I love you, Jace Wayland-Herondale-Lightwood-whatever you want to call yourself. I don't care. I love you and I will always love you, and pretending it could be any other ways is just a waste of time.
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Speaking of hope, did you see that shot Alec got off with his bow? That's my boyfriend. He beamed and wiggled his fingers blue sparks shot from them. He shone all over. Only Magnus, Simon thought resignedly, would have access to sequined battle armor.
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What you're blaming yourself for is being who you are. And that's no one's fault and nothing you can change.
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I need some beef and broccoli before I face any more Mr. Darcy. It's a truth universally acknowledged that if you watch too much television on am empty stomach, your head falls off. If your head fall off, Tessa said, the hairdressing industry would go into an economic meltdown
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As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
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Do you miss Wales?” Tessa inquired. Will shrugged lightly. “What’s to miss? Sheep and singing,” he said. “And the ridiculous language. Fe hoffwn i fod mor feddw, fyddai ddim yn cofio fy enw.” “What does that mean?” “It means ‘I wish to get so drunk I no longer remember my own name,’ Quite useful.
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Sebastian sighed an exaggerated sigh and swung the door shut. Clary stared at Jace. What the f- Language, Fray. Jace's eyes danced. Relax.
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So you are dying for love, then, Will said finally, his voice sounding constricted to his own ears. 'Dying a little faster for love. And there are worse things to die for.
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