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there is an imbalance of power. It is an imbalance that is easy to exploit, but it is not a wise course. Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side. - jace

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Hey guys! Wish you were here, except not really. We're having fun. Check it out-the pyramids! -Alec and Magnus
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I don't want tea, said Clary, with muffled force. I want to find my mother. And then I want to find out who took her in the first place, and I want to kill them. Unfortunately, said Hodge, we're all out of bitter revenge at the moment, so it's either tea or nothing.
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Dear Alec, As your best friend and parabatai, I am offended not to have been asked to be your best man at the wedding. Et tu, Brutus. -Jace Alec , he really is upset. He hasn't washed his hair in three days. -Clary
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I can see why you like it here, he said,making a sweeping gesture that encompassed Kyle's collection of movie posters and science fiction books. There's a thin layer of nerd all over everything. said Jace. Thanks. I appreciate that. Simon gave Jace a hard look.
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Being Jem, Tessa reflected, must be a great deal like being the owner of a thouroughbred dog that liked to bite your guests. You had to have a hand on his collar constantly.
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If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be free to change.
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Growing up happens when you start having things you look back on and wish you could change -Clary Fray
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Just remember, when your mother’s gnawing my ankle like a furious mama bear separated from her cum, I did it for you.
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You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?
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There is more to life than surviving.
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Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate. I'm a very open-minded sort of fellow! Ragnor is not, Catarina said. When he found out that you were feeding us guinea pigs, he hit you over the head with your plate. It broke. So ended our love, Magnus said. Ah, well. It would have never worked between me and the plate anyw
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Right. Vampires. But how do they get inside? They fly ... We dont fly, Clary felt impelled to point out. No, Jace agreed. We dont fly. We break and enter. ... Flying sounds like more fun. -Clary & Jace, pg.258-
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Never trust a duck - Will Herondale We are bound, you and I, over the divide of death, down through whatever generations may come. Forever. - Will Herondale
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Waiting for a special occasion to kill me? Christmas is coming.
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Don't make it sound like that. Like some ordinary sort of grief. It's not like that. They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite. Over. This is a fresh wound every day.
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Change is no loss, Will. Not always.
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There were some memories, though, that never faded.
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The demon bared its greenish fangs. This is my true form. An ugly surprise for you, I suppose. I daresay it's an improvement, said Will. You weren't much to look at before, and at least the horns are dramatic.
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Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside.
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Wanderlust is not unheard of in our kind it comes upon us now and then. When you can live forever, staying in one place can come to seem a dull prison after many, many years.
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