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Sometimes when you cannot decide what to do, you pretend to be a character in a book, because it is easier to decide what they would do-Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
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Judith Rumelt
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You want a round table meeting, we can have a round table meeting. I love round tables, said Magnus brightly. They suit me so much better than square.
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I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet. At that he smiled. How would you know what feet taste like? I just know.
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With Jace, you don't really get to choose your insulting nickname.
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The front door shut, leaving Alec sitting in the half-lit garden, alone. He closed his eyes for a moment, the image of a face hovering behind his lids. Not Jace's face, for a change. The eyes set in the face were green, slit-pupiled. Cat eyes.
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In future, Clarissa, he said, it might be wise to mention that you already have a man in your bed, to avoid such tedious situations. You invited him into bed? Simon demanded, looking shaken. Ridiculous, isn't it? said Jace. We would never have all fit.
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Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death.
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That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not last forever. They could only hope what they made would endure.
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He had lost Will Herondale. And he did not know if he could ever get him back.
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What are you? The voice came from nowhere. It was in the room. It was outside. It was in Magnus's head. A warlock, Magnus answered. And what are you? We are many. Please do not say you are a legion. Someone's taken that. Do you make mirth from mundane scriptures, warlock? Just breaking the ice
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Aren't you, uh... Clary searched for the right word. Reproducing?
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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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The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.
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I want what you want. Whenever you want it.
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Sorry,” she said breathlessly. “I got lost in the crowd.” “I noticed,” he said. “One second I was dancing with you, and the next you were gone and a very persistent werewolf was trying to get the buttons on my jeans undone.” Sebastian chuckled. “Girl or boy werewolf?” “Not sure. Either way, they could have used a shave.
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It’s like a cotillion, this partners business, except with killing.” “So, exactly like a cotillion,” said Simon.
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Maybe you just never knew what it was like to want something you couldn't have before
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well that's convenient, i guess blessings are easier to come by than i thought. maybe i should ask for blessings on my mission against all those who wear white after labor day
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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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[...] I recall what you said to me once, Will went on. That words have the power to change us. Your words have changed me, Tess they have made me a better man than I would have been otherwise. Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die -
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The Will I fell in love with, she almost said.And be Will, she finished instead. Or I shall hit you with my umbrella.
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