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There is no cure for fictional character love, but the plus side is that it is an entirely benign disease with no bad side effects.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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I get a lot of inspiration from research in mythology and folklore, I find that stories people told each other thousands of years ago are still relevant now.
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Magnus sighed. Alexander, I've been alive for hundreds of years. I've been with men, been with women - with faeries and warlocks and vampires, and even a djinn or two. He looked sideways at Maryse, who looked mildly horrified. Too much information?
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Funny isn’t it?” said Sebastian. “The lies good people tell. He’ll probably make you eggs every day for the rest of your life now, and you’ll choke them down because you can’t tell him you don’t like them.” Clary thought of the Seelie Queen. “Love makes liars of us all?
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She felt as if she had been running, and had created a hill and was racing down the other side, and there was no stopping now. Gravity was taking her where she had to go. But -- everyone cares about something. Don't they?
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And indeed it was, the arrow still protruding from its wet, grayish skin, humping its body along with incredible speed. A flick of its tail caught the edge of a statue, sending it flying into the dry ornamental pool, where it shattered into dust. “By the Angel, it just crushed Sophocles,” noted Will. “Has no one respect for the classics these days?
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Jessamine recoiled from the paper as if it were a snake. A lady does not read the newspaper. The society pages, perhaps, or the theater news. Not this filth. But you are not a lady, Jessamine---, Charlotte began. Dear me, said Will. Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion.
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My mother always told me if I rode a motorcycle with a boy, she'd kill me. ... She couldn't hear him laugh, but she felt his body shake. She wouldn't say that if she knew me, he called back to her confidently. I'm an excellent driver. -Clary & Jace, pg.289-
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But you hardley even know himshe said.He could be a serial killer I did have that thought.I checked the apartment out,but if his got an ice cooler full of arms in it,I havent seen it yet.Anyway he seems pretty since.
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What are you doing following me around the back streets of London, you little idiot?” Will demanded, giving her arm a light shake. Cecily’s eyes narrowed. “This morning it was cariad (note: Welsh endearment, like ‘darling’ or ‘love’), now it’s idiot.
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The only time people turned to watch her go by was when she hurtled past them as she fell.
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I'm not so sure about this wind and howling darkness business, Jace went on, smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island?
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khalepa ta kala, greek. It means 'beauty is harsh'.
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How'd you get Magnus to let Jace leave? Traded him for Alec, Clary said.
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Ouch,” Jace said in her ear, his tone indignant. “You elbowed me.” “Well, you landed on me.
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When somebody tells you there's something wrong with your book they're almost always right, when they tell you how to fix it they're almost always wrong.
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The only way you would have failed, she said, is if you had.
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Someday, Magnus said, looking at the crumpled royal person at his feet, I must write my memoirs.
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Charlotte, darling, Henry said to his wife, who was staring at him in gape-mouthed horror. Jessamine, beside her, was wide eyed. Sorry I'm late. You know, I think I might nearly have the Sensor working- Will interrupted. Henry, he said, You're on fire. You do know that don't you?
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To my son, If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.
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Luke indicated Simon and Clary with a wave of his hand. 'I brought some people to see you.' Jace's eyes moved to them. They were as blanked as if the had been painted. 'Unfortunately, ' he said, 'I only had the one pencil.
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