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
believe good-movie bad-movies
I firmly believe that you can't get a good movie without risking a bad movie.
eyebrows forever leaving
You're just worried they'll hire a male instructor and he'll be hotter than you." Jace's eyebrows went up. "Hotter than me?" "It could happen," Clary said, "You know, theoretically." "Theoretically the planet could suddenly crack in half, leaving me on one side and you on the other, forever and tragically parted, but I'm not worried about that either. Some things," Jace said, with his customary crooked smile, "are just too unlikely to dwell upon.
wall perfectly-good bricks
What's the point in wasting a perfectly good brick wall when you have someone to throw against it, that's what I always say.
said lost-souls city-of-lost-souls
I never cared,” he said. “I wanted you anyway. I always wanted you.
writing home light
I would write light entertainment nonfiction pieces during the day, then come home and work on my fantasy fiction. It was very difficult to get out of the one mindset and into another one.
beautiful skins faces
The more beautiful the skin is, the more deadly it is. That's what Will's like. All that pretty face and whatnot just hides how twisted up and rotten he is on the inside.
memories faded
There were some memories, though, that never faded.
color soul black
They’re not hideous,” said Tessa. Will blinked at her. “What?” “Gideon and Gabriel,” said Tessa. “They’re really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.” “I spoke,” said Will, in sepulchral tones, “of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.” Tessa snorted. “And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Will Herondale?” “Mauve,” said Will.
book world wonderful
A good adaptation of your book is worth it because it is such a wonderful experience to see your world translated onto the screen.
sorry sleep hands
Why didn’t you wake me up?' 'I thought you could use the rest. Besides, you were sleeping like the dead. You even drooled,' he added. 'On my shirt.' Clary‘s hand flew to her mouth. 'Sorry.' 'Its not often you get to see someone drool,' Jace observed. 'Especially with such total abandon. Mouth wide open and everything.
imagine said not-trusting
You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.
law idiot lawyer
It isn't against the Law to be an idiot.
done may fans
If I get work done early, I can do some interacting with fans online, or see my friends. If I don't get that work done, you may not see much of me!
long six kind
What happened to you?” Jace looked affronted. “What happened to me?” Alec shook him, not lightly. “You said you were going for a walk! What kind of walk takes six hours?” “A long one?” Jace suggested.