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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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She took out a shiny folded pamphlet, the kind they kept stacked in clear plastic stands in hospital waiting rooms. How to Come Out to Your Parents, she read out loud. LUKE. Don't be ridiculous. Simon's not gay, he's a vampire.
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We are one now, little brother, you and I, Sebastian said. We are one.
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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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Life could not be entirely devoted to debauchery and monkeys. Magnus had to finance all the drinking somehow.
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Will smirked, clearly pleased at the effect he was having. I've no idea. I lost consciousness about then. I was having a lovely dream about a young woman who had mislaid all her clothes.
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What I do know is that if we are born again, I will meet you in another life, and if there is a river, you will wait on the shores for me to come to you, so that we can cross together.
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Demon pox. There's always demon pox.
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But you have to learn to bend a little, said Clary with a yawn. Despite the story's content, the rhythm of Jace's voice had made her sleepy. Or you'll break. Not if your strong enough, said Jace firmly. He reached out, and she felt the back of his hand brush her cheek.
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Something inside Clary cracked and broke, and words came pouring out. 'What do you want me to tell you? The truth? The truth is that I love Simon like I should love you, and I wish he was my brother and you weren't, but I can't do anything about that and neither can you!
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I like to listen to music that fits with what I'm writing. For each book, I've assembled a playlist, so readers can get a sense of what I was listening to while I was writing.
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Yes, he would have done that for Tessa - died to keep the ones she needed beside her - and so would Jem have done that for him or for Tessa, and so would Tessa, he thought, do that for both of them. It was a near incomprehensible tangle, the three of them, but there was one certainty, and that was that there was no lack of love between them.
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Magnus had learned to be careful about giving his memories with his heart. When people died, it felt like all the pieces of yourself you had given to them went as well. It took so long, building yourself back up until you were whole again, and you were never entirely the same.
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Have you fallen in love with wrong person yet?
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Niches set back in the walls contained polished marble statues of entwined bodies. Will looked away from them hastily, and then back. It wasn't as if Magnus seemed to be paying attention to what Will was doing, and he'd honestly never imagined two people could get themselves into a position like that, much less make it look artistic.
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I do not understand how you humans can walk in shoes that are that tall.” “Its my motto,” said Isabelle, with a sultry smile. “Nothing less than seven inches.
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How'd you get Magnus to let Jace leave? Traded him for Alec, Clary said.
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Jace suggested that the cast of Gilligan's Island could go do something anatomically unlikely with themselves.
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No' is a magical word, he told her. Here's how it goes. You say, 'Simon, I have an insane, suicidal plan. Would you like to help me carry it out?' And I say, Why, no.
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As Magnus turned to walk away from the church, he heard the sound of violin music carried to him on the cloudy London air, and remembered another night, a night of ghosts and snow and Christmas music, and Will standing on the steps of the Institute, watching Magnus as he went.
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Magnus reached out to touch Alec, but Alec moved away. Magnus' hand fall to himself.
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