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Well I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Death
Night
Stroll
Wells
Interrupt
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Jace
Sudden
Pleasant
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Okay. I've got a good one. Simon stroked Isabelle's hair feeling her lashes flutter against his neck as she closed her eyes. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.
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I have lost everything. Lost everything. Everything. - William Herondale
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Atque in pepetuum, frater, ave atque vale,” he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever, my brother, hail and farewell.
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I've got the Mark of Cain, said Simon. That means nothing can kill me, right? You can kill yourself, Magnus said, somewhat unhelpfully. As far as I know, inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. So if you were planning on teaching yourself the lambada on a greased platform over a pit full of knives, I wouldn't. There goes my Sa
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If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?
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with his customary crooked smile, “are just too unlikely to dwell upon.
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Lies and secrets, Tessa, they are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind.
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cleverness that comes too late is hardly cleverness at all?
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To my son, If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.
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Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all. They threw away their lives for money, for packets of powder, for a stranger's charming smile.
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Clary screamed out loud as he fell like a stone- And landed lightly on his feet just in front of her. Clary stared with her mouth open as he rose up out of a shallow crouch and grinned at her. If I made a joke about just dropping in, he said, would you write me off as a cliché?
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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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Simon kept pace beside Clary for a few moments without speaking before he said, “So what did I miss? Naked dancing ladies?” Clary thought of the male faerie‘s torn-open ribs and shuddered. “Nothing that pleasant.
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