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Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Isabelle glanced back at them. They're staring at you. Maybe their master died and they're looking for another vampire to own them. You could have pets. She grinned. Or, Simon said ,maybe they're here for the hash browns.
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How can you not care? Practice, Magnus said, looking back to his book and turning the page.
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Sometimes, when Bridget was in a particularly melodious mood, Sophie thought about stalking downstairs and pushing her into the oven like the with in 'Hansel and Gretel.
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Sometimes our lives can change so fast that the change outpaces our minds and hearts.
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Will: You are not really dying, are you? Jem: So they tell me. Will: I am sorry. Jem: No. Don’t be ordinary like that. Don’t say you’re sorry. Say you’ll train with me. Will: I’ll train with you.
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Jace likes to pretend that everyone isn’t talking about him, even when he knows they are.
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Now that I'm in your mind, want to see some naked mental pictures of Jace?
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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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At the time I thought what I had with you and your mother was better than nothing. But if you can't tell the truth to the people you care about the most, eventually you stop being able to tell the truth to yourself.
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You ate something yesterday.You sure?asked Simon Jace shrugged.Well,I wouldnt swear on a stack of Bibles.I think it was yesterday,though.
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Don't. Clary raised a warning hand. I'm not really in the mood right now. That's got to be the first time a girl's ever said that to me, Jace mused.
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I am drawn to writing books about magic and the supernatural because those are the types of books I like to read. I've written many short stories with realistic settings, and I certainly wouldn't rule out realistic novels in the future!
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White for Shadowhunters is the color of funerals, Luke explained. “ But for mundanes, Jace, it’ s the color of weddings. Brides wear white to symbolize their purity.” “I thought Jocelyn said her dress wasn’t white,” Simon said. “Well,” said Jace, “I suppose that ship has sailed.” Luke choked on his coffee.
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I get no sense from his note at all,” said Will, bounding to his feet, “except that he can quote Tennyson’s lesser poetry. Sophie, how quickly can you have Tessa ready?” “Half an hour,” said Sophie, not looking up from the dress. “Meet me in the courtyard in half an hour, then,” said Will. “I’ll wake Cyril. And be prepared to swoon at my finery.
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His steady gaze held hers. His blue eyes were very dark, uniquely so. She had known people before with blue eyes, but they had always been light blue. Will's were the color of the sky just on the edge of night.
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Tessa looked quickly to Will, but he only crossed the room as he always did to lean against the fireplace mantel. Cecily had never been able to decide if he did this because he was perpetually cold or because he thought he looked dasing standing before the leaping flames.
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Do not make the mistake of believing that he does not love you because he plays at not caring.
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Jem told me what Ragnor Fell said about my father,” Will said. “That for my father, there was only ever one woman he loved, and it was her for him, or nothing. You are that for me. I love you, and I will only ever love you until I die —
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What’s your name, then? ”Tessa looked at him in disbelief. “What’s my name?” “Don’t you know it?
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Memories did one no good, not when one knew the truth in the present
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