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The best lies are based on the truth, at least in part

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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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Lies
Least
Lying
Truth
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Lies and secrets, Tessa, they are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind.
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Alec muttered a retort into his coffee. It rhymed with something that sounded a lot more like ducking glass mole.
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Max, Jace said. Max, I’m so sorry.
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She had always wanted a brother. And she had one now. Sebastian. It was like always wanting a puppy and being a hellhound instead.
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If we're going to the Silent City, you might want to get dressed. I mean, I appreciate the bra-and-panties look, but I don't know if the Silent Brothers will. There are only a few of the left, and I don't want them to die of excitement.
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All that existed was Jace all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered.
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Ragnor [was] always happy to see chaos, but not be involved in it.
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The only time people turned to watch her go by was when she hurtled past them as she fell.
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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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endless hope, endless disappointment.
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Magnus's eyes went back to Alec. They were gold-green, as unreadable as the eyes of the cat he held on his lap. Not my favorite topic, Smedley. Simon, said Simon. If I'm going to die for you all, the least you could do is remember my name.
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I'm the one who's always been there for you... not him!
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I think you'll find that one would be self-defeating. Jace said lightly shoving his feet into his boots. We are bound, he and I. Cut him and I bleed.
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Alec watched them through the half-open door, Jace leaned against the sink as his adoptive sister sponged his wrists and wrapped them in a white gauze. “Okay, now take off your shirt.” (Isabelle) “I knew there was something in this for you.” (Jace) ~pg. 329~
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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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And spare me the jokes about scoring. Dammit, woman, you read my mind, he said. Is there no filthy wordplay you can't forsee? It's my special magical power. I can read your mind when you're thinking dirty thoughts. So, ninety-five percent of the time.
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Charlotte, who had sagged back in her chair, her eyes half-closed, said, “Will, I have already been up all night copying down the relevant parts. Much of it was—” “Gibberish?” Jem suggested. “Pornographic?” said Will at the same time. “Could be both,” said Will. “Haven’t you ever heard of pornographic gibberish before?
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She had never asked herself whether it cost him any effort. Any effort to stand between Will and the world, protecting each one of them from the other.
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To my son, If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.
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Let the sky rain potatoes, said a musing voice. Let it thunder to the tune of Greensleeves.
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