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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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A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude. -Clary, pg.243-
Cassandra Clare
I can't tell them what to do! Why not? the other girl demanded. Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority, I just don't know what I'll do with you.
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With their hands clasped like children in a fairy tale, she fell asleep beside him in the dark.
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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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Do you ever feel like screaming?' Clary asked him [Jace]. 'Some of the time.
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I think there is hope for you yet, Will Herondale. I will try to learn how to have it, without you to show me. Tessa, Jem said. She knows despair, and hope as well. you can teach each other. Find her, Will, and tell her that I loved her always. My blessings, for all that it is worth, is on you both.
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If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do, you will never learn from your mistakes.
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Through many waters borne, brother, I am come to thy sad grave, that I may give these last gifts to the dead. Forever and ever, brother, hail. Forever and ever, farewell.
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He was Will, in all his perfect imperfection Will, whose heart was as easy to break as it was carefully guarded Will, who loved not wisely but entirely and with everything he had.
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Where did you get that? Jace looked down and saw that the spider demon's poison had eaten a hole in his shirt, leaving a good deal of his left shoulder bare. The shirt? At Macy's Winter sale.
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Magnus had been alive hundreds of years himself, and yet the simplest things could turn a day into a jewel, and a succession of days into a glittering chain that went on and on. Here was the simplest thing: a pretty girl liked him, and the day shone.
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No. It is said that the Nephilim are the children of men and angels. All that this angelic heritage has given to us is a longer distance to fall.
Cassandra Clare
Against his own will, almost, Will felt himself understanding he would have done anything, he thought, told any lie, taken any risk, to make Tessa love him.
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I don’t know why I ever helped you.” “Because you like broken things.
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And therefor, said Magnus We must go. Will blinked at him. Go where? Don't worry about that right now, my love. Will blinked again. Pardon?
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Simon!” The voice was Clary’s. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it up now, a sense memory of what he’d most loved during life to carry him through the process of death. “Simon, you stupid idiot! I’m over here! At the window!” Simon jumped to his feet. He doubted his mind would conjure that up.
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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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There. She had thanked Sebastian. She waited for a bolt of lightning to shoot out of the clouds and striker her dead. But nothing happened.
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I would leave at once, but it would be cruel to abandon a lady in a foreign land with a maniac.
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What's this? he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there. It's a girl, Jace said,recovering his composure. Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.
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