Cassandra Clare
Cassandra Clare
Judith Rumelt, better known by her pen name Cassandra Clare, is an American author of young adult fiction, best known for her bestselling series The Mortal Instruments...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth27 July 1973
CityTehran, Iran
CountryUnited States of America
thinking secret want
I think,” Jace said, “that you don’t want to tell your secrets, so you decided to break up with Alec because..
eye night half
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?
voice dying ears
So you are dying for love, then," Will said finally, his voice sounding constricted to his own ears. 'Dying a little faster for love. And there are worse things to die for.
saying-goodbye circles lasts
At last, the wheel comes full circle
miracle doe complaining
One does no question miracles, or complain that they are no constructed perfectly to one's liking.
said shoulders runes
Jem touched the parabatai rune on his shoulder, through the thin material of his nightshirt. "I am not alone," he said. "Wherever we are, we are as one.
thinking gone half
I don't know how to live in the world as a Shadowhunter without Will. I don't think i even want to. I am still a parabatai, but my other half is gone.
brother hands may
I take your hand, brother, so that you may go in peace.
pain men missing
I have heard sometimes that men who lose an arm of a leg still feel that pain in those limbs, though they are gone,' said Will. 'It is like that sometimes. I can feel Jem with me, though he is gone, and it is like I am missing a part of myself.
saying-goodbye forever live-forever
Those of us who do not live forever do not like change perhaps as much as those of you who do.
risk life-is
Life is full of risks. Death is much simpler.
love-is saint augustine
The measure of love is to love without measure. - attributed to Saint Augustine
james-carstairs
Go in peace, James Carstairs.
goodbye long joy
Every meeting led to a parting, and so it would, as long as life was mortal. In every meeting there was some of the sorrow of parting, but in everything parting there was some of the joy of meeting as well.