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Not all that is mortal is useless.

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Mortal
Mortals
Useless

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Goodness, Tessa said to the back of his head. If you keep seeing Six-Fingered Nigel like this, he'll expect you to declare your intentions.
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Don't touch any of my weapons without my permission. Well, there goes my plan for selling them all on eBay, Clary muttered. Selling them on what? Clary smiled blandly at him. A mythical place of great magical power.
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My boyfriend always says that if it weren't for him I'd probably get rid of my apartment and live nowhere, and he's right.
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She is fine. She hates us both but it really didn't sound like anything else was wrong
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I promise to charm the dickens out of him,' said Will, sitting up and readjusting his crushed hat. 'I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.' 'The man's eighty-nine', muttered Jem. 'He may well have the problem anyway.
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I've got the Mark of Cain, said Simon. That means nothing can kill me, right? You can kill yourself, Magnus said, somewhat unhelpfully. As far as I know, inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. So if you were planning on teaching yourself the lambada on a greased platform over a pit full of knives, I wouldn't. There goes my Sa
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Mortality, behold, and fear, What a change of flesh is here! Think how many royal bones Sleep within this heap of stones.
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He's my neophyte Downworlder to mock and boss around, not yours.
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City of Fallen Angels ended on a cliffhanger. That was equally loved and hated by my readership.
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The thing about the Mirror is that no one knows where it is. In fact, no one knows what it is.” It’s a mirror,” Simon said. “You know – reflective, glass. I’m just assuming.
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He began it,” Cecily said, jerking her chin at Will, though she knew it was pointless. Jem, Will’s parabatai, treated her with the distant sweet kindness reserved for the little sisters of one’s friends, but he would always side with Will. Kindly, but firmly, he put Will above everything else in the world. Well, nearly everything.
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With Jace, you don't really get to choose your insulting nickname.
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Don't sulk. For someone with all the grace and coordination of a pregnant wildebeest, you did great.
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Please don’t do this—don’t do this to me. If anything happened to you—” He looked at her with surprise. There was already a red stain on the white bandages that wrapped his chest, where his movements had pulled his wound open. “I…” “What?” “I’m not used to you loving me,” he said.
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You can see where it was, years ago. Like an old woman who was once beautiful, but time has taken her beauty away.
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You cannot save every fallen bird, said Woolsey. One will do, said Magnus.
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You may choose your friends, but not your unlikely saviors,” Magnus said cheerfully.
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Beautiful girls should know how to defend themselves against the advances of gentlemen.
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Clary, he whispered. There was a thump, and she realized he had fallen to his kees by the side of her bed. She didn't move, but her body tightened. His voice was a whisper. Clary, it's me. It's me.
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with his customary crooked smile, “are just too unlikely to dwell upon.
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