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It's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. It's like a million little paper cuts every day.

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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And the answer is yes. I have loved you. I always have, and I always will.
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I knew you were crazy, but I didn't realize that you were out of your goddamned mind!!
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I told you to bring me to Alec! Backstabbing Judas.
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We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.
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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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