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My ideas often come from strong mental images. When I'm observing some relatively ordinary thing, I'll think, What if.... and out of that brainstorming a story emerges.

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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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Stories
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Ideas
Observing
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Images
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Ordinary
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There's always the dinner rolls, said Will, pointing to a covered basket. Though I warn you, they're as hard as stones. You could use them to kill black beetles, if any beetles bother you in the middle of the night.
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And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.
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The horse grunted softly. He had huge teeth, Clary noticed uneasily each one the size of a Pez dispenser. She imagined those teeth sinking into her leg and thought of all the girls she'd known in middle school who'd wanted ponies of their own. She wondered if they were insane.
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When you love someone, you don't have a choice. Love takes your choices away. - Clary Fray
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Love isn't a weakness.
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I have a suggestion, said Valentine to Luke, in a surprisingly even tone. Let me guess, said Luke. It's 'Don't kill me,' isn't it?
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his parabatai rune was bleeding
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I don’t think Will Herondale and a sense of responsibility are even on speaking terms
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With their hands clasped like children in a fairy tale, she fell asleep beside him in the dark.
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She looked around. They had drifted far away from the bank of the canal. Are we stealing this boat? Stealing' is such an ugly word, he mused. What do you want to call it? He picked her up and swung her around before putting her down. An extreme case of window-shopping.
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Wo ai ni, Tessa,” he whispered. “Wo bu xiang shi qu ni.” She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don’t want to lose you.
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Charlotte, who had sagged back in her chair, her eyes half-closed, said, “Will, I have already been up all night copying down the relevant parts. Much of it was—” “Gibberish?” Jem suggested. “Pornographic?” said Will at the same time. “Could be both,” said Will. “Haven’t you ever heard of pornographic gibberish before?
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Will spread his arms wide. On his knees, grinning like a demon, blood dripping from his mouth, he barely looked human himself. “Come and get me.
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He had lost Will Herondale. And he did not know if he could ever get him back.
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He does what he wants, and I don’t ask,” he said. “He could bring a six-foot tall pink rabbit in a bikini back home with him if he wanted to. It’s not my business. But if you’re asking me if I’ve brought any girls back here, the answer is no. I don’t want anybody but you.
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He was the one she was doing all this for, but sometimes she missed him so much it felt like she swallowed broken glass.
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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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It is not the same thing to be good and to be kind.
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When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart.
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That's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it? Magnus pointed. It's awfully butch for a bookseller.
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