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"Don't order any of the faerie food," said Jace, looking at her over the top of his menu. "It tends to make humans a little crazy. One minute you're munching a faerie plum, the next minute you're running naked down Madison Avenue with antlers on your head. Not," he added hastily, "that this has ever happened to me."
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city-of-bones
jace
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
877f737
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"What's this?" he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there. "It's a girl," Jace said,recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one."
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love
jace
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
7e61061
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Mom. I have something to tell you. I'm undead. Now, I know you may have some preconceived notions about the undead. I know you may not be comfortable with the idea of me being undead. But I'm here to tell you that undead are just like you and me ... well, okay. Possibly more like me than you.
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humor
mortal-instruments
simon
vampire
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Cassandra Clare |
f947f63
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Clary, Despite everything, I can't bear the thought of this ring being lost forever, any more then I can bear the thought of leaving you forever. And though I have no choice about the one, at least I can choose about the other. I'm leaving you our family ring because you have as much right to it as I do. I'm writing this watching the sun come up. You're asleep, dreams moving behind your restless eyelids. I wish I knew what you were thinking. I wish I could slip into your head and see the world the way you do. I wish I could see the way you do. But maybe I dont want to see that. Maybe it would make me feel even more than I already do that I'm perpetuating some kind of Great Lie on you, and I couldn't stand that. I belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had. But my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. And I shouldn't want you. All night I've watched you sleeping, watched the moonlight come and go, casting its shadows across your face in black and white. I've never seen anything more beautiful. I think of the life we could have had if things were different, a life where this night is not a singular event, separate from everything else that's real, but every night. But things aren't different, and I can't look at you without feeling like I've tricked you into loving me. The truth no one is willing to say out loud is that no one has a shot against Valentine but me. I can get close to him like no one else can. I can pretend I want to join him and he'll believe me, up until that last moment where I end it all, one way or another. I have something of Sebastian's; I can track him to where my father's hiding, and that's what I'm going to do. So I lied to you last night. I said I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you. And that's why I have to slip out of your window now, like a coward. Because if I had to tell you this to your face, I couldn't make myself go. I don't blame you if you hate me, I wish you would. As long as I can still dream, I will dream of you. _Jace
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city-of-glass
morgenstern
wayland
herondale
city-of-fallen-angels
clary-fray
jace-lightwood
mortal-instruments
letter
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Cassandra Clare |
39a2073
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"If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you." "Who's Magnus?" Max inquired. "He's a warlock," said Alec. "A sexy, sexy warlock," Isabelle told Max, ignoring Alec's look of total fury. "But warlocks are bad," protested Max, looking baffled. "Exactly," said Isabelle."
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max
city-of-ashes
isabelle
magnus-bane
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
9a10ab9
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"But-" Maia, still looking at Alec and Magnus, broke off and rasied her eyebrows. Simon turned to see what she was looking at - and stared. Alec had his arms around Magnus and was kissing him full on the mouth. Magnus, who appeared to be in a state of shock, stood frozen. Several groups of people - Shadowhunters and Downworlders alike - were staring and whispering. Glancing to the side, Simon saw the Lightwoods, their eyes widen, gaping at the display. Maryse had her hand over her mouth. Maia looked perplexed. "Wait a second," she said. "Do we all have to do that, too?"
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humor
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
57ea138
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"I don't care," Clary said. "He'd do it for me. Tell me he wouldn't. If I were missing-" "He'd burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know," Alec said."
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chapter-one
city-of-lost-souls
clary-fray
jace
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
9e17175
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Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love.
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jace-wayland
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
674613e
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"If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat," Jace muttered. Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. "What did you say?" Jace edged toward the fridge. "I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat." That's what I thought you said." Isabelle turned her attention to the soup."
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isabelle-lightwood
jace-wayland
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
a2ad18e
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Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.
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city-of-fallen-angels
magnus-bane
mortal-instruments
cassandra-clare
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Cassandra Clare |
d590b07
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"Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own."
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mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
215fae9
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If you really love something, you never try to keep it the way it is forever. You have to let it be free to change.
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pg-441
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
7494e1c
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"Well, when was five, I wanted my mother to let me go around and around inside a dryer with the clothes," Clary said. "The difference is, she didn't let me." "Probably because going around and around in a dryer can be fatal," Jace pointed out, "whereas pasta is rarely fatal. Unless Isabelle makes it."
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dryer
pasta
city-of-bones
clary-fray
jace-wayland
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
81755cd
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"Medium clever," Simon acknowledged. "Like a cross between George Clooney in Ocean's Eleven and those MythBusters guys, but, you know, better-looking." "I'm always so glad I have no idea what you're vacantly chattering about," said Jace. "It fills me with a sense of peace and well-being."
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jace-lightwood
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
4d97dcd
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You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me.
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city-of-fallen-angels
magnus-bane
mortal-instruments
cassandra-clare
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Cassandra Clare |
41116ad
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"I should have warned her about your habit of never doing what you're told." Jace squinted at her. "Are those Isabelle's clothes? They look ridiculous on you." "I could point out that you burned my clothes." -Jace and Clary pg. 63"
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jace-wayland
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
d5213d3
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If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood.
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god
life
jace-wayland
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
0a222b5
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We can buy you one of those books they have for little kids 'Timmy Has Two Dads'. Except I don't think they have one called 'Timmy Has Two Dads and One of Them Was Evil'. That part you're just going to have to work through on your own.
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jace-lightwood
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
shadowhunters
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Cassandra Clare |
b3fc8a2
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"Izzy. My sister. She told me you liked me. me, liked me." " you, liked you?" Magnus buried his grin in the cat's fur. "Sorry. Are we twelve now? I don't recall saying anything to Isabelle . . ."
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kissed
magnus-bane
mortal-instruments
cassandra-clare
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Cassandra Clare |
36619dc
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"Simon looked from one of them to the other, and shook his head. " When did you two get so buddy-buddy? Last night it was all, 'I'm the most elite warrior!' ' No, I'm the most elite warrior!' And today you're playing Halo and giving each other props for good ideas." --
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city-of-fallen-angels
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
5fb6dd9
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"You know," Clary said, "most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction."
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clary-fray
mortal-instruments
flirting
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Cassandra Clare |
d883863
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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
clary-fray
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
8f1f6e4
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The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.
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luke-garroway
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
1224bda
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Love is a contradiction.
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jace-lightwood
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
24e5a03
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"Isabelle waved a hand. "No need to worry, big brother. Nothing happened. Of course," she added as Alex's shoulders relaxed, "I was totally passed-out drunk, so he could really have done whatever he wanted and I wouldn't have woken up." "Oh, please," said Simon. "All I did was tell you the entire plot of ." "I don't think I remember that," said Isabelle, taking a cookie from the plate on the table. "Oh, yeah? Who was Luke Skywalker's best childhood friend?" "Biggs Darklighter," Isabelle said immediately, and then hit the table with the flat of her hand."That is cheating!"
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city-of-lost-souls
isabelle-lightwood
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
shadowhunters
star-wars
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Cassandra Clare |
9f971ac
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"Simon stepped between them. "I'm not going to let you fight with each other." "And what are you going to do about it if . . . Oh." Jace's gaze trailed up to Simon's forehead, and he grinned reluctantly. " So basically you're threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don't do what you say?"
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city-of-fallen-angels
jace-lightwood
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
aefcc18
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"It's a girl," Jace said, recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one."
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city-of-bones
clary-fray
isabelle-lightwood
jace
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
0d49bd4
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"Clary wasn't sure what she'd expected -exclamations of delight, perhaps a smattering of applause. Instead there was silence, broken only when Jace said, "Somehow, I thought it would be bigger." Clary looked at the Cup in her hand. It was the size, perhaps, of an ordinary wineglass, only much heavier. Power thrummed through it, like blood through living veins. "It's a perfectly nice size," she said indignantly. "Oh, it's big enough," he said patronizingly, "but somehow I was expecting something... you know." He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat. "It's the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl," said Isabelle."
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isabelle
jace
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
9cb3acf
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"Isabelle snorted, "All the boys gay. In this truck, anyway. Well, not you, Simon." "You noticed," said Simon. "I think of myself as a freewheeling bisexual," added Magnus. "Please never say those words in front of my parents," said Alec."
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funny
humor
bisexual
city-of-lost-souls
isabelle-lightwood
magnus-bane
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
cassandra-clare
gay
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Cassandra Clare |
6acd543
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She supposed they were imperfections, those marks, but they didn't feel that way to her; they were a history, cut into his body: the map of a life of endless war.
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war
history
life
clary-fray
jace-wayland
mortal-instruments
marks
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Cassandra Clare |
2ca8f14
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Come on guys, you cant fight like this forever
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jace-wayland
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
f588750
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"Simon!" Clary shouted, and seized his arm. "What?" Simon looked alarmed. "I'm not really sleeping with your mom, you know. I was just trying to get your attention. Not that your mom isn't a very attractive woman, for her age."
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funny
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
71d148b
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"But Clary never found out what it wasn't, because there was a cry of "Jace!" and Alec appeared, breathless from pushing his way through the crowd to get them. His dark hair was a mess and there was blood on his clothes, but his eyes were bright with a mixture of relief and anger. He grabbed Jace by the front of his jacket. "What happened to you?" Jace looked affronted. "What happened to me?" Alec looked at him, not lightly. "You said you were going for a walk! What kind of walk takes six hours?" "A long one?" Jace suggested."
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humor
jace
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
36c7bab
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Hotter than me? --Jace
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jace-humor
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
3924fb5
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"So you speak French?" Isabelle sighed. "I wish I spoke another language. But Hodge never thought we needed to learn anything but ancient Greek and Latin, and nobody speaks those." "I also speak Russian and Italian. And some Romanian," Sebastian said with a modest smile. "I could teach you some phrases-" "Romanian? That's impressive," said Jace. "Not many people speak it." "Do you?" Sebastian asked with interest. "Not really," Jace said with a smile so disarming Simon knew he was lying. "My Romanian is pretty much limited to useful phrases like, 'Are these snakes poisonous?' and 'But you look much too young to be a police officer."
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romanian
jace
mortal-instruments
sebastian
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Cassandra Clare |
976da32
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As long as I can dream, I will dream of you.
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love
clary-fray
jace
mortal-instruments
dreaming
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Cassandra Clare |
c947be8
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He knew Alec enough by now to know the conflicting impulses that warred in him. He was conscientious, the kind of person who believed that the others around him were so much more important than he was, who already believed he was letting everybody down. And he was honest, the kind of person that was naturally open about all he felt and wanted. Alec's virtues had made a trap for him; these two good qualities had collided painfully. He felt he could not be honest without disappointing everyone he loved. It was a hideous conundrum for him. It was as if the world had been designed to make him unhappy.
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family
life
love
alexander-lightwood
shadowhunter
malec
magnus-bane
infernal-devices
mortal-instruments
cassandra-clare
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Cassandra Clare |
5fcab5c
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"I can't tell them what to do!" "Why not?" the other girl demanded. "Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority, I just don't know what I'll do with you."
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clary-fray
isabelle-lightwood
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
012cb45
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He's not warlock.
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mortal-instruments
cassandra-clare
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Cassandra Clare |
1d1855c
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"Jace snorted so loudly that she turned on him with a frown. He wiggled his mud-caked fingers at her. His nails were black crescents. "Filthy inside and out."
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humor
city-of-ashes
jace
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
29a4dce
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"The dark prince sat astride his black steed, his sable cape flowing behind him. A golden circlet bound his blond locks, his handsome face was cold with the rage of battle, and... "And his arm looked like an eggplant," Clary muttered to herself in exasperation."
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funny
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
94ee033
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"Clary: What are you doing here, anyway?
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clary-morgenstern
city-of-bones
jace-wayland
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
693347b
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You don't get it, Clary. You don't understand what it's like to live always at war, to grow up with battle and sacrifice. I guess it's not your fault. It's just how you were brought up-
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war
sacrifice
life
city-of-glass
isabelle-lightwood
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
3d7afcb
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"It was Eric's voice not Simon's, on the recorded message. "Ladies, ladies " he said. Though it was the millionth time she'd heard the recording, Clary couldn't help rolling her eyes. "If you've reached this message that means our boy Simon is out partying. But please don't fight among yourselves. There's always enough Simon to go around." There was a muffled yell, some laughter, and then the long sound of the beep."
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city-of-glass-outtake
simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
eric
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Cassandra Clare |
fed19f8
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Hurry up, mundie boy, we've got work to do.
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mortal-instruments
simon
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Cassandra Clare |
58cc68e
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Facilis descensus Averno Noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis Sed revocare gradum superasque evadere ad auras Hoc opus labor est
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jace
mortal-instruments
latin
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Cassandra Clare |
b9ed1da
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Chairmen Meow deserves me every effort.
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humor
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
c1c7f2c
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"He slid his stele across the table toward her. "Use it." "No," Clary said, and pushed the stele back across the table at him. Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. "Clary-" "She said she doesn't want it," said Simon. "Ha-ha." "Ha-ha?" Jace looked incredulous. "THAT'S your comeback?"
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city-of-ashes
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
b80e43f
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"I'm Magnus Bane." he went on in a soothing tone, stretching out his ringed hands. Blue sparks had begun to dance between them like bioluminescence dancing water. "I'm the warlock who's here to cure you. Didn't they tell you I was comming?" "I know who you are, but..." Maia looked dazed. "You look so... so... shiny."
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maia
magnus-bane
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
a7d17d6
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"We had and incident. I took care of it." "Really." Jace's voice dripped sarcasm. "Do you even know how to use that knife, Clarissa? Without poking a hole in yourself or any innocent bystanders?"
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jace
mortal-instruments
sarcasm
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Cassandra Clare |
f8369ae
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One of the heavy marble busts that lined the higher shelves had slid free and was falling toward her; she ducked out of its way, and it hit the floor inches from where she'd been standing, leaving a sizable dent in the floor. A second later Jace's arms were around her and he was lifting her off her feet. She was too surprized to struggle as he carried her over to the broken window and dumped her unceremoniously out of it.
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mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
62669e1
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"Samuel! Are you alright?" A vision of Samuel being brained by the falling bars rose up before Simon's eyes. Samuel's voice rose to a scream. "GO AWAY!" Simon looked sideways at Jace. "I think he means it." Jace shook his blond head in exasperation. "You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?"
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jace-and-simon
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
79096a7
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I was even a little glad that if it wasn't going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.
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heartbreak
love
mortal-instruments
unrequited-love
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Cassandra Clare |
8656202
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"It doesnt hurt." "But my eyes do," said a coolly amused voice from the doorway. Jace. He had come in so quietly that even Simon hadn't heard him, he grinned as Isabelle pulled Simon's shirt down. "Molesting the vampire while he's too weak to fight back, Iz?" he asked. "I'm pretty sure that violates at least one of the Accords."
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simon-lewis
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
3d98343
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...; Clary saw the group of lycanthropes look up, alert as a group of hunting dogs senting game. She turned- And saw Luke, tired and bloodstained, coming through the double doors of the Hall. She ran toward him. Forgetting how upset she'd been when he'd left, and forgetting how angry he'd been with her for bringing them here, forgetting everything but how glad she was to see him. He looked surprised for a moment as she barreled toward him- then he smiled, and put his arms out, and picked her up as he hugged her, the way he'd done when she'd been very small. He smelled like blood and flannel and smoke, and for a moment she closed her eyes, thinking of the way Alec had grabbed onto Jace the moment he'd seen him in the Hall, because that was what you did with family when you'd been worried about them, you grabbed them and held on to them and told them how much they'd pissed you off, and it was okay, becaused no matter how angry you got, they still belonged to you. And what she had said to Valentine was true. Luke was her family.
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family
valentine
mortal-instruments
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Cassandra Clare |
4a10f39
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It's significantly more satisfying to kick a wall than it is to kick thin air. For the rebellious teen- or the teen who wants to feel like a rebel- a clearly defined law gives you something to define yourself against.
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rebellion
life
mortal-instruments
society
teen
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Robin Wasserman |
6e8f012
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The only thing more dangerous than a willingness to ignore the Law is an ability to change it.
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mortal-instruments
law
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