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You might want to get up, he said. Everyone will be here quite soon to rescue you, and you may prefer to have clothes on when they arrive. He shrugged. I would, at any rate, but then, I am well known to be remarkably shy.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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You are just jealous, Magnus remarked calmly. Because you do not have the soul of a true artiste like myself. Oh, I am positively green with envy, Ragnor snapped. Come now, Ragnor. That's not fair, said Magnus. You know I love it when you make jokes about your complexion.
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I screwed her over. I didn't want to see her screwed over by someone else.
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He’s very pretty. For a human.” “He’s very broken,” said Magnus. “Like a lovely vase that someone has smashed. Only luck and skill can put it back together the way it was before.
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We are one now, little brother, you and I, Sebastian said. We are one.
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Magnus had learned to be careful about giving his memories with his heart. When people died, it felt like all the pieces of yourself you had given to them went as well. It took so long, building yourself back up until you were whole again, and you were never entirely the same.
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Charlotte, Will’s being vexing.' 'And the sun has come up in the east,' said Jem, to no one in particular.
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Years later Magnus would return to London and Camille Belcourt's side, and find it not all that he had dreamed. Years later another desperate Herondale boy with blue, blue eyes would come to his door, shaking with the cold of the rain and his own wretchedness, and this one Magnus would be able to help.
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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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I love round tables. They suit me so much better than a square.
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One does silly things when one is twelve.
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What don't kill me... Had better start running!
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Desire is not always lessened by disgust. Nor can it be bestowed, like a favor, to those most deserving of it. And as my words bind my magic, so you can know the truth. If she doesn’t desire his kiss, she won’t be free.
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Is your inner vampire different from your...outer vampire? Definitely. He wants me to wear midriff-baring shirts and a fedora. So your inner vampire is Magnus?
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I like to listen to music that fits with what I'm writing. For each book, I've assembled a playlist, so readers can get a sense of what I was listening to while I was writing.
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I would leave at once, but it would be cruel to abandon a lady in a foreign land with a maniac.
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Okay. I've got a good one. Simon stroked Isabelle's hair feeling her lashes flutter against his neck as she closed her eyes. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.
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I am drawn to writing books about magic and the supernatural because those are the types of books I like to read. I've written many short stories with realistic settings, and I certainly wouldn't rule out realistic novels in the future!
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Now this is really going to impress Valentine. I don't know, Clary said. Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-crawling powers we get the Aquatruck. If you don't like it, Nephilim, came Magnus's voice, faintly, from the truck cab, you're welcome to see if you can walk on the water.
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We had and incident. I took care of it. Really. Jace's voice dripped sarcasm. Do you even know how to use that knife, Clarissa? Without poking a hole in yourself or any innocent bystanders?
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