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One for sorrow, two for mirth, three for a wedding, four for a birth, five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret that's never been told. ~ Simon

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Two
Sorrow
Never
Gold
Magpies
Birth
Mirth
Told
Simon
Secret
Wedding
Four
Silver
Five
Six
Three
Seven

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Only mundanes say they're sorry when what they mean is I share your grief,' Jace observed.
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I hate to break it to you, but if he's interested in your highly personal areas, he probably isn't interested in your sisters.
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...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world. Will looked down at his bitten nails. I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.
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It was a bit warm. Still. If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to. One should wear everything, or one should wear nothing at all.
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He always lived in his head. He never cared about how things were, only how they would be, someday, when he had everything he wanted. When we had everything we wanted.
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It's been so long that I think I was unsettled by the idea of feeling like I belonged anywhere. But you made me feel like I belong.
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Staring at him the way she might stare at a beloved place she was not sure she would ever see again, trying to commit the details to memory, to paint them on the backs of her eyelids that she might see it when she shut her eyes to sleep.
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Unhappy? I was lucky. So, so lucky. And I couldn’t see it.” His eyes met hers. “I love you,” he said. “And you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And now that I know what it’s like to be someone else—to lose myself—I want my life back. My family. You. All of it.” His eyes darkened. “I want it back.
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When two souls are as one, they stay together on the Wheel. I was born into this world to love you, and I will love you in the next life, and the one after that. ~Jem Carstairs
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Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.- William Herondale
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Simon watched a kelpie skip past, carrying a glass of blue fluid, and raised an eyebrow. “It’s not like Magnus’s party,” Isabelle reassured him. “Everything here ought to be safe to drink.” “Ought to be?” Aline look worried.
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It sucked to be old enough to want to know what was going on, but so young you were always dismissed.
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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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Forsooth, I no longer toil in vain, To prove that demon pox warps the brain. So though 'ti pity, it's not in vain That the pox-ridden worm was slain: For to believe in me, you all must deign.
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Lightwoods,” Magnus said. “They always have to have the last word.
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What is Aldous capable of? Aldous is two thousands years old. He's capable of anything. Aldous Nix is two thousands years old? So, I've heard. He doesn't invite me to his birthday parties.
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And now I need you to do for me what I cannot do for myself. For you to be my eyes when I do not have them. For you to be my hands when I cannot use my own. For you to be my heart when mine is done beating.
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There is no pretending, Jace said with absolute clarity. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.
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Gracious, said Cecily. You must be Mr. Sallows. Nephilim, observed the shop owner gloomily. I detest Nephilim. Hmph, said Cecily. Charmed, I'm sure.
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Dear Alec and Magnus, I known we're not really close, but Isabelle just came by to drop off a pleated orange velvet tux that she claims I will be wearing to your wedding. Is this true, and if so, why orange? -Simon
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