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What you're blaming yourself for is being who you are. And that's no one's fault and nothing you can change.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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Clary: He wanted me to come with him. To join him and Sebastain. I guess he wants their evil little duo to be a little evil trio. She shrugged. Maybe he's lonely. Sebastian cant be the greatest company. Magnus: we don't know that. He could be absolutely fantastic at Scrabble.
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Oh, I'll trust you, the boy told him carelessly. It hardly matters. We are all betrayed sooner or later—all betrayed, or traitors. I see that a flair for the dramatic runs in the blood, Magnus said under his breath.
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Sebastian just smiled. “I could hear your heart beating,” he said softly. “When you were watching me with Valentine. Did it bother you?” “That you seem to be dating my dad?” Jace shrugged. You’re a little young for him, to be honest.” “What?” For the first time since Jace had met him, Sebastian seemed flabbergasted.
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I don’t like keeping her in the dark,” Jace said. “We’ll tell her in a week. What difference does a week make?” Jace gave him a look. “Two weeks ago you were dead.” “Well, I wasn’t suggesting two weeks,” said Sebastian. “That would be insane.
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Gold to airy thinness beat.
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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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Tessa poked at her left incisor with her tongue. It was flat again, an ordinary tooth. I don't understand what makes them come out like that! Hunger, said Jem. Were you think about blood? No. Were you thinking about eating me? Will inquired. No! No one would blame you, said Jem. He's very annoying.
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When I was a little kid, I realized that if you say any word over and over fast enough, it loses all it's meaning.
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Will: You are not really dying, are you? Jem: So they tell me. Will: I am sorry. Jem: No. Don’t be ordinary like that. Don’t say you’re sorry. Say you’ll train with me. Will: I’ll train with you.
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I am glad,” he said. “They will be able to take care of each other when I am gone, or at least I can hope for it. He says she does not love him, but—surely she will come to love him in time. Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.
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I have a feeling you're right, Sherwin.' 'Simon. My name is Simon.
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We came to see Jace. Is he alright? I don't know, Magnus said. Does he normally just lie on the floor like that without moving?
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Is that what you are doing? Enduring? Surely an engaged woman should be happier.” His light eyes raked her. “A heart divided against itself cannot stand, as they say. You love them both, and it tears you apart.
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She looked around. They had drifted far away from the bank of the canal. Are we stealing this boat? Stealing' is such an ugly word, he mused. What do you want to call it? He picked her up and swung her around before putting her down. An extreme case of window-shopping.
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Kill me, little sister. Kill me and you kill Jace, too.
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Ragnor and Catarina both begged him to give the instrument up. Random strangers on the street begged him to give the instrument up. Even cats ran away from him.
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She unwrapped the blanket when she came in my door. You were inside it. She set you down on the floor and you started ranging around, picking things up, pulling my cat's tail—you screamed like a banshee when the cat scratched you, so I asked your mother if you were part banshee. She didn't laugh.
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