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I learned to share work with people even when it was in its rough stages without worrying that they'd be filled with scorn and hatred. After all, I can read their rough work without turning on them like a wildebeest.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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A rune, hovering like an angel: a shape like two wings joined by a single bar.
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Do you remember, the night of the battle on Valentine's ship, when I needed some of your strength? Do you need it again now? Alec said. Because you can have it. I always need your strength, Alec, Magnus said, and closed his eyes as their intertwined fingers began to shine, as if between them they held the light of a star.
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Usually I'm remarkably good natured. Try me on a day that doesn't end in y.
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It’s me,” said Jace. “Watching me play Scrabble is enough to make most women swoon. Imagine if I actually put in some effort.
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Is he dead? he inquired. He looks dead. No, snapped Maryse. He's not dead. Have you checked? I could kick him if you want.
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Clary: Now that I'm in your mind, want to see some mental pictures of Jace? Simon: I heard that and NO... You've seen him naked? Clary: Well not entirely but- Simon: Enough
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I'm the one who's always been there for you... not him!
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Bitten? You mean you're a- A werewolf, said the girl. Like everyone else here. Except you, and the asshole. And the asshole's sister.
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Then forget Gabriel. Is there a particular reason you keep biting vampires? Will touched the dried blood on his wrists, and smiled. They don't expect it.
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He was wearing a look that she found odd and compelling - that amusement that didn’t seem to pass beyond the surface of his features, as he found everything in the world both infinitely funny and infinitely tragic all at the same time.
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