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It’s fascinating. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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She looked around. They had drifted far away from the bank of the canal. Are we stealing this boat? Stealing' is such an ugly word, he mused. What do you want to call it? He picked her up and swung her around before putting her down. An extreme case of window-shopping.
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Will: Nice place to live, isn't it? Let's hope they left something behind other than filth. Forwarding addresses, a few severed limbs, a prostitute or two ... Jem: Indeed. Perhaps, if we're fortunate, we can still catch syphilis. Or demon pox, Will suggested cheerfully, trying the door under the stairs.
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One more thing, Jace said. Is there a holy place around here? “Good idea. If you're going to take on a lair of vampires by yourself, you'd better pray first.
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Astriola. That IS demon pox. You had evidence that demon pox existed and you didnt mention it to me! Et tu, Brute!' He rolled up the paper and hit Jem over the head with it.
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I know how you are with your words, and, Will- I love all of them. Every word you say. The silly ones, the mad ones, the beautiful ones, and the ones that are only for me. I love them, and I love you. - Tessa Gray
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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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Reparations,” said Jem very suddenly, setting down the pen he was holding. Will looked at him in puzzlement. “Is this a game? We just blurt out whatever word comes next to mind? In that case mine is ‘genuphobia’. It means an unreasonable fear of knees.” “What’s the word for a perfectly reasonable fear of annoying idiots?” inquired Jessamine.
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