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I thought of love as a game. It is not a game. It is more serious than death.
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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Dear God, woman,said Will. Are there any questions you don't want to know the answer to?
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I am not going to live, and I can choose to be as much for her as I can be, to burn as brightly for her as I wish, and for a shorter time, than to burden her with someone only half-alive for a longer time. i is my choice, William, and you cannot make it for me.
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It is a far greater thing that I do now, than I've ever done before.
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Some Laws were meant to be broken.
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With tears running down her face, Cecily had reminded him of the moment at her wedding to Gabriel when he had delivered a beautiful speech praising the groom, at the end of which he had announced, “Dear God, I thought she was marrying Gideon. I take it all back.
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Before Simon could answer, he heard the sound of the front door opening. He looked daggers at Jace. That's my roommate. Kyle. Be nice. Jace smiled charmingly. I'm always nice.
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If you ever meet the man who could take advantage of Isabelle, you’ll have to let me know. I’d like to shake his hand. Or run away from him very fast, I’m not sure which.
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So it's true. You can walk in sunlight. I thought perhaps it might have worn off. If I feel the urge to burst into flames, I'll let you know.
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A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?
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Clary's mother apparently reguarded him as about as sexually threatening as a goldfish.
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Do you miss Wales?” Tessa inquired. Will shrugged lightly. “What’s to miss? Sheep and singing,” he said. “And the ridiculous language. Fe hoffwn i fod mor feddw, fyddai ddim yn cofio fy enw.” “What does that mean?” “It means ‘I wish to get so drunk I no longer remember my own name,’ Quite useful.
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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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Whatever the Clave was discussing, the Council meeting was dragging on brutally late. “But he knows New York. He doesn’t know Alicante—
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Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn’t it—a heart ringing? But when you touch me, that is what it is like, as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.
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Then I'll come,' said Tessa, 'I've never been on a train.' Will threw up his hands. 'That's it? You're coming because you've never been on a train before?' 'Yes.
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He looks, Simon had once said to Isabelle, like he's thinking about something deep and meaningful, but if you ask him what it is, he'll punch you in the face.
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As metal rang on metal, some inner part of Jem, some part that had been lost without his even knowing it was lost, felt the pleasure of fighting together with Will one last time.
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