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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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I can't believe he took you to an actual resteraunt. I assumed his idea od a date would be making you watch him play World of Warcraft with his nerd friends.
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From the first time I saw you, I've belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me. -Jace
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Marry me, he said. Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it.
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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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I must say, I rather like the way you manage Will.
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I guess you're coming as my date now. Simon shoved the phone into his pocket. I'm secure enough in my masculinity to accept that, said Jordan. We better get you something nice to wear, though, he called as Simon headed back into his room. I want you to look pretty.
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For free will is what makes us Heaven's creatures.
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What's all this about yanking poor Magnus and Alec back from their vacation? Isabelle demanded. They have opera tickets!
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I love you so much, so incredibly much, he went on, and I forget when you're close to me, I forget who you are. I forget that you're Jem's. I'd have to be the worst sort of person to think what I'm thinking right now. But I am thinking it.
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It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy, just different.
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What are you? The voice came from nowhere. It was in the room. It was outside. It was in Magnus's head. A warlock, Magnus answered. And what are you? We are many. Please do not say you are a legion. Someone's taken that. Do you make mirth from mundane scriptures, warlock? Just breaking the ice
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I have a fetish for damsels in distress.” “Don’t be sexist.” “Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It’s an equal opportunity fetish.
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We are one now, little brother, you and I, Sebastian said. We are one.
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Raphael snapped, This isn't funny. That's why no one's laughing. Jace stood, hauling Raphael upright, jamming the tip of his knife between Raphael's shoulder blades.
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Please don’t do this—don’t do this to me. If anything happened to you—” He looked at her with surprise. There was already a red stain on the white bandages that wrapped his chest, where his movements had pulled his wound open. “I…” “What?” “I’m not used to you loving me,” he said.
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You're so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I can't find anything. He's compulsive.
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So you're not going to speak tonight, Tessa said. At all. Not unless you instruct me to, said Will. This evening sounds as if it might be better than I thought.
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When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart.
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I have heard sometimes that men who lose an arm of a leg still feel that pain in those limbs, though they are gone,' said Will. 'It is like that sometimes. I can feel Jem with me, though he is gone, and it is like I am missing a part of myself.
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And there are vampires, too? Werewolves, warlocks, all that stuff? Clary gnawed her lower lip. So I hear. And you kill them, too? Simon asked, directing the question to Jace, who had put the stele back in his pocket and was examining his flawless nails for defects. Only when they've been naughty.
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