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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
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Well, it seems a bit silly, looking there,” said Will. “It’s not like Mortmain’s going to lodge a complaint against the Shadow-hunters through official channels. ‘Very upset Shadowhunters refused to all die when I wanted them to. Demand recompense. Please mail cheque to A. Mortmain, 18 Kensington Road—
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Take off your shirt. Jace raised his eyebrows. I'm not going to attack you, she said impatiently. I can take the sight of your naked chest without swooning. Are you sure? he asked, obediently sliding the shirt off his shoulders. Because viewing my naked chest has caused many women to seriously injure themselves stampeding to get to
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I wish I could hate you, he said. His voice was light, his mouth curved in an unconcerned half smile, his eyes sick with misery. I want to hate you. I try to hate you. It would be so much easier if I did hate you. Sometimes I do hate you and then I see you and I.
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He glanced furtively up and down the hallway. Hodge too. Everyone wants to talk to me. Except you, I bet you don't want to talk to me, said Jace. No, said Clary. I want to eat. I'm starving.
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I have a dress fitting to get to at three.' (Simon) 'Cool,' said Kyle, slinging his messenger bag over his shoulder and heading for the door. 'Get them to make you something in red. It's totally your color.
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Simon!” The voice was Clary’s. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it up now, a sense memory of what he’d most loved during life to carry him through the process of death. “Simon, you stupid idiot! I’m over here! At the window!” Simon jumped to his feet. He doubted his mind would conjure that up.
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And second, keep in mind that you are a weapon. In theory, when you're done with training, you should be able to kick a hole in a wall or knock out a moose with a single punch. I would never hit a moose, said Clary. They're endangered.
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Her throat ached: adoration, heartbreak, in equal measure. “Kiss me,” she said. “Please.
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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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She felt as if she bled her regret and loneliness from her very pores, and yet she could not shape those feelings into any sentiment she could imagine her parents could bear reading.
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Oh, leave it,” said Jem, kicking Will, not without affection, lightly on the ankle. “She’s annexed my plan!” “Will,” Tessa said firmly. “Do you care more about the plan being enacted or about getting credit for it?” Will pointed a finger at her. “That,” he said. “The second one.
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Creating characters is like throwing together ingredients for a recipe. I take characteristics I like and dislike in real people I know, or know of, and use them to embellish and define characters.
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He speaks of you only with the greatest pride, Will
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You love him as a falcon loves his master who binds and blinds it.
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