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One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one's liking.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Like letting spiders live because they eat mosquitoes, Clary thought. So they're good enough to let live, good enough to make your food for you, good enough to flirt with-but not really good enough? I mean, not as good as people.
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Shadowhunters were brought up to handle anything, weren't they?
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He was staring straight ahead, still breathing hard. “I have something I want to give you.” “I gathered that.” At that he jerked his gaze back to hers and almost reluctantly grinned. “Not that.
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Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope.
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If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you. Who's Magnus? Max inquired. He's a warlock, said Alec. A sexy, sexy warlock, Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec's look of total fury. But warlocks are bad, protested Max, looking baffled. Exactly, said Isabelle.
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A parabatai. Like he was. And Jace knew, too, what that faded rune meant: a parabatai whose other half was dead. He felt his sympathy leap toward Brother Zachariah, as he imagined himself without Alec, with only that faded rune to remind him where once he had been bonded to someone who knew all the best and worst parts of his soul.
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You're staring at me, Simon said. Why are you staring at me? Have I got something on my face?
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Do you want to go back to Vienna?” he said. Alec didn’t answer, just stared into space. “Or we could go somewhere else,” said Magnus. “Anywhere you want. Thailand, South Carolina, Brazil, Peru – Oh, wait, no, I’m banned from Peru. I’d forgotten about that. It’s a long story, but amusing if you want to hear it.
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Clary stopped wondering about peanut-fish-olive-tomato soup and started wondering what would happen if she dumped the contents of the pot on Isabelle’s head.
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Somehow he managed to look cool despite the heat. It made Clary want to smack him.
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You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?
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Yes, she doesn't really look like either of us, does she? Perhaps she's a girl who's fallen madly in love with me and persists in following me wherever I go. My talent is shape-shifting, Will, not acting, said Tessa, and at that Jem laughed out loud.
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She seemed like a creature made to attract everyone and express nothing real, though it would take a master observer, like Magnus, to know it.
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Gracious, said Cecily. You must be Mr. Sallows. Nephilim, observed the shop owner gloomily. I detest Nephilim. Hmph, said Cecily. Charmed, I'm sure.
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If the marriage were valid, she'd be your sister-in-law.
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Gold to airy thinness beat.
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And in addition to its practical uses, it would seem to work for cosmetic purposes. This powder would make my very skin glimmer for eternity. Henry frowned. Not eternity, he said, but then he brightened. But I could make you up another batch whenever you please! I could shine at will! Magnus grinned at Henry.
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I used to think if I married Master Jem—” Sophie picked at the blanket, then looked up and smiled bleakly. “You haven’t broken his heart yet, have you?” “No,” Tessa said. Just torn my own in two. “I haven’t broken his heart at all.
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Lightwoods,” Magnus said. “They always have to have the last word.
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Hate is nothing when weighed against survival. (Valentine)
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