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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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I am a man he told her, and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown.
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Not really, but after that I think about how I could kill him while he slept if I really wanted to, and then I feel better.
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What did Isabelle want? Jace asked. Alec hesitated. Isabelle says the Queen of the Seelie Court has requested an audience with us. Sure, said Magnus. And Madonna wants me as a backup dancer on her next world tour.
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Lies and secrets, Tessa, they are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind.
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Is there some particular reason that you're here? ... Not this again. Not what again? said Clary. Every time I annoy him, he retreats into his No Mundanes Allowed tree house. Simon pointed at Jace.
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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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Don't make it sound like that. Like some ordinary sort of grief. It's not like that. They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite. Over. This is a fresh wound every day.
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Will: I say we sell her to the Gypsies on Hampstead Heath. I hear they puchase spare women as well as hoses. Charlotte: Will, stop it. That's ridivulous. Will:You're right. They'd never buy her. Too scrawny.
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We have a name, said Jace. Magnes B- Shut up. Alec hissed, thwacking Jace with his closed menu. Jace looked injured. Jesus, he rubbed his arm. What's your problem?
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Theres no such thing as vampire mojo,said Jace,rather eeirly echoing Clarys earlier comment.And I was following Clary,but then she got into a cab,and I cant follow a cab.So I doubled back and followed you instead.Mostly for something to do You were following Clary?Simon echoed.Heres a hot tip : Most girls dont like being stalked
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I promise to charm the dickens out of him,' said Will, sitting up and readjusting his crushed hat. 'I shall charm him with such force that when I am done, he will be left lying limply on the ground, trying to remember his own name.' 'The man's eighty-nine', muttered Jem. 'He may well have the problem anyway.
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To destroy the enemy it can be necessary to understand him.
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I would have given it up--all of it up--to be married to you for a day. A day that would never have come. You are a reminder--a reminder of everything I am losting. The Life I will not have.
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She had made the choice for him - in a moment of flight and panic, but she had made it - not realizing that her Jace would rather die than be like this, and that she'd been not so much saving his life as damning him to an existence he would despise.
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She felt dirty all over and looking over Sebastian, sweat on his brow and his naked torso barely covered by the sheets, she had to swallow back bile at what she'd just done.
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I have the benefit of experience which tells me that sulking solves nothing
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He began it,” Cecily said, jerking her chin at Will, though she knew it was pointless. Jem, Will’s parabatai, treated her with the distant sweet kindness reserved for the little sisters of one’s friends, but he would always side with Will. Kindly, but firmly, he put Will above everything else in the world. Well, nearly everything.
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You're so easy to tease. And yes, your friend is just fine. Well, except that he keeps putting all my things away and trying to clean up. Now I can't find anything. He's compulsive.
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The surface of the pond was green with fallen leaves. How could you have been happy there? I know what you thought, but Valentine was a terrible father. He killed your pets, lied to you, and I know he hit you- don't even try to pretend he didn't. A flicker of a smile ghosted across Jace's face. Only on alternate Thursdays.
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Other people have shrubbery in their gardens. You have a bottomless pit.
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