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Dear God, woman,said Will. Are there any questions you don't want to know the answer to?

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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A sarcastic blond genie with a bad attitude. -Clary, pg.243-
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Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?' Jace said, Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself. ...At least, she said, you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland. Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.
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Despite everything, I can’t bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more than I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other.
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So you’re suggesting we take the train up to York, meet a ninety-year-old man, leap on him, and yank out his hair? I’m sure the Clave will be ecstatic.” “They’ll just say you’re mad,” said Jessamine. “They already think it, so what’s the difference, really?
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Jem touched the parabatai rune on his shoulder, through the thin material of his nightshirt. I am not alone, he said. Wherever we are, we are as one.
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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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Only mundanes say they're sorry when what they mean is I share your grief,' Jace observed.
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Your life is yours to live as you choose.
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Love takes your choices away.
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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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Fine. Magnus stood up. But, he added, pausing by Alec's chair and leaning in close to him, you are not trivial. Alec flushed. If you say so, he said. I say so, said Magnus, and he turned to follow Isabelle out of the room.
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We are responsible for protecting Tessa!
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One can love two children. But your heart can be given romantic love to only a single other, said Woolsey.
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She turned and looked at him. Ducks? she said again. A smile tugged the edge of his mouth. I hate ducks. Don't know why. I just always have.
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Life is full of risks. Death is much simpler.
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Every time you almost die, I almost die myself.
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Clary, you're an artist, like your mother. That means you see the world in ways that other people don't. It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy — just different. There's nothing wrong with being different.
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At least Kyle wasn't home. That would be a hard one to explain to his new roomate. Nobody liked a guy who kept blood in the fridge.
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