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How can you not care? Practice, Magnus said, looking back to his book and turning the page.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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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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It would hardly benefit me to hold anything back unnecessarily, when I know what I'm asking. For you to find a needle in--God, not even a haystack. A needle in a tower full of other needles.
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I have come to understand something about novels, Tessa said. And what is that? They are not true.
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Oh, the universe had outdone herself. The universe would be send flowers.
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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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One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one's liking.
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I love you so much, so incredibly much, he went on, and I forget when you're close to me, I forget who you are. I forget that you're Jem's. I'd have to be the worst sort of person to think what I'm thinking right now. But I am thinking it.
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I wouldn't change it, Simon said. I wouldn't give up loving you. Not for anything. You know what Raphael told me? That I didn't know how to be a good vampire, that vampires accept that they're dead. But as long as I remember what it was like to love you, I'll always feel like I'm alive.
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