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Memories did one no good, not when one knew the truth in the present
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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More quotes by Cassandra Clare
Clockwork Prince pg. 298 Though rather despite myself, I thought him a pretty bit of poison to start with, but I have come around. There is a soul under all that bravado. And he is really alive, one of the most alive people I have ever met. When he feels something, it is as bright and sharp as lightning.
Cassandra Clare
Will gave a short laugh. He was in gear as if he had just come from the practice room, and his hair curled damply against his temples. He was not looking at Tessa, but she had grown used to that. Will hardly ever looked at her unless he had to.
Cassandra Clare
I feel myself diminished, parts of me spiralling away into the darkness, that which is good and honest and true - If you hold it away from yourself long enough, do you lose it entirely? If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?
Cassandra Clare
If you lay one hand on Simon, vampire, I'll have you chopped up into tiny pieces and fed to my cat. Understand?
Cassandra Clare
I've never minded it, he went on. Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one's own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.
Cassandra Clare
There's no need to clarify my finger snap, said Magnus. The implication was clear in the snap itself.
Cassandra Clare
There was an electric anger in his gaze, and a sort of challenge that made Simon long to hit him with something heavy. Like a pickup truck.
Cassandra Clare
Do not make the mistake of believing that he does not love you because he plays at not caring.
Cassandra Clare
Jace laughed, that soft rich sound Clary loved so much. I'm warning you, that jacket is sexy. The Institute could go up in sexy, sexy flames.
Cassandra Clare
Magnus began to be truly alarmed. Will's voice would have shaken, betraying that his cruelty had been part of his playacting, but his son's laugh was that of someone genuinely delighted by the chaos erupting all around him
Cassandra Clare
It's not gray, Clary felt compelled to point out. It's green. If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood, said Jace.
Cassandra Clare
I get the feeling, Alec said, and smiled, she hasn't forgiven me for betraying you, as she sees it. Good girl, said Jace with appreciation. I didn't betray you, idiot. It's the thought that counts.
Cassandra Clare
And I do wish she wouldn't sing about poisoning just after we have eaten.
Cassandra Clare
It means 'Shadowhunters: Looking Better in Black Than the Widows of our Enemies Since 1234'.
Cassandra Clare
What are you doing here anyway? 'Here' as in your bedroom or 'here' as in the great spiritual question of our purpose here on this planet?
Cassandra Clare
[...] I recall what you said to me once, Will went on. That words have the power to change us. Your words have changed me, Tess they have made me a better man than I would have been otherwise. Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die -
Cassandra Clare
Investigation? Isabelle laughed. Now we're detectives? Maybe we should all have code names. Good idea, said Jace. I shall be Baron Hotschaft Von Hugenstein.
Cassandra Clare
It's a coffee cup. She could hear the irritation in her own voice. I know it's a coffee cup. I can't wait till you draw something really complicated, like the Brooklyn Bridge or a lobster. You'll probably send me a singing telegram.
Cassandra Clare
Eventually I fell asleep in the Rabies and Lycanthropy section. Woolsey bites on occasion, and I'm concerned.' - Magnus Bane
Cassandra Clare
I am a man he told her, and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.
Cassandra Clare