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There was a man once who said that mothers carry the key of our souls with them all our lives. But you threw mine away
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Dear Alec and Magnus, How are you? Everything's just fine here. Thanks for you postcard with the picture of the Taj Mahal. It looks nice. Disregard my last few postcards. I see I overdid it. To make it up to you, I'm going to redecorate Magnus's loft for free. -Izzy
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Dear me, said Will, and he took another bite of his apple. Is it because I'm better-looking than you?
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She'd been impressed by his looks at first--those sharply planed cheekbones and those black, fathomless eyes--but his affable, sympathetic personality grated on her now. She didn't like boys who looked as if they never got mad about anything. In Isabelle's world, rage equaled passion equaled a good time.
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You can't just go around killing people. You're right. You can't go around killing people.
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You have to give everyone ugly motives for everything they do, because ugly motives are all you understand.
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How can you tell? That I like books, I mean. The look on your face when you walked in, somehow I doubted you were that impressed by me.
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He had to think he was Michael Wayland’s son, or the Lightwoods would not have protected him as they did. It was Michael they owed a debt to, not me. It was on Michael’s account that they loved him, not mine.” “Maybe they loved him on his own account,” said Clary.
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Oh, I don't know. I prefer to think that when they're at home, the Silent Brothers are much like us. Playing practical jokes in the Silent City, making toasted cheese- I hope they play charades, said Tessa Dryly. It would seem to take advantage of their natural talents.
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Isabelle was holding an umbrella. It was clear plastic, decorated with decals of colorful flowers. It was one of the girliest things Simon had ever seen, and he didn’t blame Alec for ducking out from under it and taking his chances with the rain.
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The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name.
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One can love two children. But your heart can be given romantic love to only a single other, said Woolsey.
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Magnus had been alive hundreds of years himself, and yet the simplest things could turn a day into a jewel, and a succession of days into a glittering chain that went on and on. Here was the simplest thing: a pretty girl liked him, and the day shone.
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So I lied to you last night. I said that I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you.
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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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Good organization,” said Magnus. “I knew the man who founded it, back in the 1800s. Woolsey Scot. Respectable old werewolf family.” Alec made an ugly sound in the back of his throat. “Did you sleep with him, too?” Magnus’s cat eyes widened. “Alexander!
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Jesus! Luke exclaimed. Actually, it's just me, said Simon. Although I've been told the resemblance is startling.
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Lord Raziel. Surely yoy would not have allowed such a thing as a ritual by wich you might be summoned to exist if you did not intend to be summoned. We Nephilim are your children. We need your guidance
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Hey, said Jace. who was sitting on an overturned speaker, looking at his cellphone, do you want to see a photo of Alec and Magnus in Berlin? Not really, said Simon. Magnus is wearing lederhosen. And yet, still no.
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