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At last, the wheel comes full circle

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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I wouldn't change it, Simon said. I wouldn't give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn't know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they're dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.
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Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self. Canoodle? repeated Clary, never having heard the word before. Magnificent? repeated Jace, who was just being nasty. Magnus growled. The growl sounded like Get out.
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Do you have a lot of other profound thoughts like that? Blood is blood? A toaster is a toaster? A Gelatinous Cube is a Gelatinous Cube?
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Jace, on the other hand, looked like the sort of boy who'd come over to your house and burn it down for kicks.
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You could have had anything else in the world, and you asked for me. She smiled up at him. Filthy as he was, covered in blood and dirt, he was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. But I don't want anything else in the world.
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It is always better to live the truth than to live a lie. And that lie would have kept him alone forever. He may have had nearly nothing for 5 years, but now he can have everything. A boy who looks like that... Magnus.
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Can I help you with something? Clary turned instant traitor against her gender. Those girls on the other side of the car are staring at you. Jace assumed an air of mellow gratification. Of course they are, he said, I am stunningly attractive.
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I was thinking about the first time I ever saw you and how after that I couldn't forget you. I wanted to, but I couldn't stop myself.
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Everything we need to know is locked up in your head, under those pretty red curls. Clary reached up to touch her hair protectively. I dont think- So what are you going to do? Simon asked sharply. Cut her head open to get at it?
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Change is no loss, Will. Not always.
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It's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. It's like a million little paper cuts every day.
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The horse grunted softly. He had huge teeth, Clary noticed uneasily each one the size of a Pez dispenser. She imagined those teeth sinking into her leg and thought of all the girls she'd known in middle school who'd wanted ponies of their own. She wondered if they were insane.
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Well, why did you kill Jeremiah? And don't bother feeding me some story about how you just happened to wander along after he spontaneously died. I know you did this.
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Isabelle, she said, lightening her tone with an obvious effort, your loyalty to your friend is understandable -- He's not my friend. Isabelle looked over at Jace, who was staring at her in a sort of daze. He's my brother.
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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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It’s that I think Will is angry with me,” Tessa explained. “So whatever he told you—” He laughed. “Will is angry with everyone,” he said. “I don’t let it color my judgment.
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His hands slipped from his throat, and he crashed to the ground like a tree falling. Oh, dear, said Pangborn, gazing at the fallen body of his comrade with fastidious distaste. How unpleasant.
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You might at least believe that I know honor- honor and debt.
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So you’re suggesting we take the train up to York, meet a ninety-year-old man, leap on him, and yank out his hair? I’m sure the Clave will be ecstatic.” “They’ll just say you’re mad,” said Jessamine. “They already think it, so what’s the difference, really?
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Isabelle glanced back at them. They're staring at you. Maybe their master died and they're looking for another vampire to own them. You could have pets. She grinned. Or, Simon said ,maybe they're here for the hash browns.
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