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I'm the one who's always been there for you... not him!

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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I stabbed you. With a massive sword. You caught on fire. His lips twitched, almost imperceptibly. Okay, so maybe our problems aren't like other couples.
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Your city is under attack, he said. 'The wards are down, adn the streets area full of demons. And you want to know why I haven't called you? Magnus to Alec
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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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She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything--an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth. But then again, perhaps these things weren't in the power of angels to grant, or they would already have been granted. And perhaps people were supposed to find these things for themselves.
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Isabelle: All the boys are gay. In this van, anyway. Well, except for you, Simon. Simon: Glad you noticed. Magnus: I prefer to think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual. Alec: Please never say that in front of my parents.
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...We die, we turn, we are reborn as we deserve to be reborn, based on our doings in this world. Will looked down at his bitten nails. I will probably be reborn as a slug that someone salts.
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You bled on the Speaking stars ...I bet there's a law somewhere about that.
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I have a feeling you're right, Sherwin.' 'Simon. My name is Simon.
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You can take your Law, she said in a measured tone, and shove it right up your-
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I don't think she doesn't believe she can die. I think, just like you always did, she believes there are things worth dying for.
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You'd think the Angel would have been foresighted enough to give us a birth-control rune, but no dice.
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Sebastian sighed an exaggerated sigh and swung the door shut. Clary stared at Jace. What the f- Language, Fray. Jace's eyes danced. Relax.
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There was something peculiarly gratifying about shouting in a blind rage until your words ran out.
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Don't. Clary raised a warning hand. I'm not really in the mood right now. That's got to be the first time a girl's ever said that to me, Jace mused.
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There is no pretending, Jace said with absolute clarity. I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there is life after that, I'll love you then.
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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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Lord Raziel. Surely yoy would not have allowed such a thing as a ritual by wich you might be summoned to exist if you did not intend to be summoned. We Nephilim are your children. We need your guidance
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Alec looked merely irritated by this comment. The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is if you put meth in it.
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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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Magnus wants to shout at me, don’t you, Magnus?” (Jace) “Yes,” Magnus said, tearing his eyes away from Alec long enough to scowl. -pg.275-
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