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I think the main thing to remember when writing a novel is to stay true to the characters.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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If I was harsh with you, it was because I cannot bear to see you treat yourself as if you are worth nothing. Whatever part you might act to the contrary, I see you as you really are, my blood brother. Not just better than you pretend to be, but better than most people could hope to be.
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I am glad,” he said. “They will be able to take care of each other when I am gone, or at least I can hope for it. He says she does not love him, but—surely she will come to love him in time. Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.
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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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Will looked as if she had slpped him. I didn't do it so you'd be grateful! Then what? Her voice rose. You did it because it's your mandate? Because the law says- I did it because I love you!
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Tell me,” Isabelle said.“Who it was. That my father had the affair with.
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I have the benefit of experience which tells me that sulking solves nothing
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I get no sense from his note at all,” said Will, bounding to his feet, “except that he can quote Tennyson’s lesser poetry. Sophie, how quickly can you have Tessa ready?” “Half an hour,” said Sophie, not looking up from the dress. “Meet me in the courtyard in half an hour, then,” said Will. “I’ll wake Cyril. And be prepared to swoon at my finery.
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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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There was an electric anger in his gaze, and a sort of challenge that made Simon long to hit him with something heavy. Like a pickup truck.
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Some Laws were meant to be broken.
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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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I guess you're coming as my date now. Simon shoved the phone into his pocket. I'm secure enough in my masculinity to accept that, said Jordan. We better get you something nice to wear, though, he called as Simon headed back into his room. I want you to look pretty.
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Demon slayers take the subway?
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Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love.
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I love you, Tessa, and I have loved you, almost since the moment I met you.
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I know there are monsters on this earth,' said Tessa. 'You cannot tell me otherwise. I have seen them.
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We're called Shadowhunters. At least, that's what we call ourselves. The Downworlders have less complimentary names for us.
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Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate. I'm a very open-minded sort of fellow! Ragnor is not, Catarina said. When he found out that you were feeding us guinea pigs, he hit you over the head with your plate. It broke. So ended our love, Magnus said. Ah, well. It would have never worked between me and the plate anyw
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You called me and said you were home and wanted to go out for a pizza. I did? What time is it? Time for pizza, [Catarina] replied.
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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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