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I learned to play the instruments of war, he said, and paint in blood.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Blood
War
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Instruments
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I curse you, it said. All who love you will die. Their love will be their destruction. It may take moments, it may take years, but any who look upon you with love will die of it, unless you remove yourself from them forever. And I shall begin it with her. It snarled in Ella’s direction, and vanished.
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He caught her as if he were used to catching fainting girls, as if he did it everyday.
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One must look at the next step on the path ahead, rather than the mountain in the distance, or one would never reach one's goal.
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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 think there is hope for you yet, Will Herondale. I will try to learn how to have it, without you to show me. Tessa, Jem said. She knows despair, and hope as well. you can teach each other. Find her, Will, and tell her that I loved her always. My blessings, for all that it is worth, is on you both.
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Actually, said Jace, I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.
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It was sometimes inconvenient to have the gold-green, slit-pupilled eyes of a cat, but this was usually easily hidden with a small glamour, and if not, well, there were quite a few ladies-and men-who didn't find it a drawback.
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That sounds terrific, thought Cary, just you, your comatose wife your shell-shocked son, and your daughter who hates your guts. Not to mention that your two kids may be in love with each other. Yeah, that sounds like a perfect family reunion.
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Men may be stronger, but it is women who endure.
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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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A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.
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Pointless, needless suffering and pain? I don’t suppose it would help if I told you that was the way life is. The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away.
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Magnus did not like to go near the Hotel Dumont if he could help it. It was decrepit and unsettling, it held bad memories, and it also occasionally held his evil former lady love.
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Unhappy? I was lucky. So, so lucky. And I couldn’t see it.” His eyes met hers. “I love you,” he said. “And you make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And now that I know what it’s like to be someone else—to lose myself—I want my life back. My family. You. All of it.” His eyes darkened. “I want it back.
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By the time Alec came back into the training room, Jace was lying on the floor, envisioning lines of dancing girls in an effort to ignore the pain in his wrists. It wasn’t working. ~pg. 317~
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Speaking of hope, did you see that shot Alec got off with his bow? That's my boyfriend.
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My hair is naturally blonde... Just for the record. ~ Jace
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I am a man he told her, and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.
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There is nothing quite like the moral absolutism of the young. -Hodge
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You'd think the Angel would have been foresighted enough to give us a birth-control rune, but no dice.
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