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He wanted to run to her, wrap her in his arms. Protect her. But it was Jem’s place to do those things, not his. Not his.” -Will Herondale

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Simon!” The voice was Clary’s. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it up now, a sense memory of what he’d most loved during life to carry him through the process of death. “Simon, you stupid idiot! I’m over here! At the window!” Simon jumped to his feet. He doubted his mind would conjure that up.
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He played of love and loss and years of silence, words unsaid and vows unspoken, and all the spaces between his heart and theirs and when he was done, and he'd set the violin back in its box, Will's eyes were closed, but Tessa's were full of tears.
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As if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. Since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely.
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But it was Valentine. I saw him. In fact, he had the Sword with him when he came down to the cells and taunted me through the bars. It was like a bad movie, except he didn't actually twirl his mustache. - Jace Wayland
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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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No, I'm just a very naughty boy. I do all sorts of bad things. I kick kittens. I make rude gestures at nuns.
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It didn’t matter, anyway. There was only one thing she could ask for, in the end, only one real choice. She raised her eyes to the Angel’s. Jace, she said.
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No' is a magical word, he told her. Here's how it goes. You say, 'Simon, I have an insane, suicidal plan. Would you like to help me carry it out?' And I say, Why, no.
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With God on your side, what does luck matter?
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I'm the one who's always been there for you... not him!
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Anyway that other thing we almost did in Paris-that's probably off the table for a while.Unless you want that whole baby-I'm-on-fire-when-we kiss thing to become freakishly literal
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I have heard sometimes that men who lose an arm of a leg still feel that pain in those limbs, though they are gone,' said Will. 'It is like that sometimes. I can feel Jem with me, though he is gone, and it is like I am missing a part of myself.
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There are some people—people the universe seems to have singled out for special destinies. Special favors and special torments. God knows we're all drawn toward what's beautiful and broken I have been, but some people cannot be fixed. Or if they can be its only by love and sacrifice so great that it destroys the giver.
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-Nunca dejaría de creer en ti -dijo-. Jamás. Lo que siento por ti...-Se atracó-. Es lo más grande que he sentido en mi vida. [pp.78]
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Staring at him the way she might stare at a beloved place she was not sure she would ever see again, trying to commit the details to memory, to paint them on the backs of her eyelids that she might see it when she shut her eyes to sleep.
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Pain is only what you allow it to be
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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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Speaking of hope, did you see that shot Alec got off with his bow? That's my boyfriend.
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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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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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