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
winter russia may
You may have the worst timing since Napoleon decided the dead of winter was the right moment to invade Russia.
myth
There is no one religion, no one truth and no myth lacks meaning
heart hands what-if
And what if I'm the one who kills him?" "My heart is your heart," he said, "My hands are your hands.
rain flower chance
Isabelle was holding an umbrella. It was clear plastic, decorated with decals of colorful flowers. It was one of the girliest things Simon had ever seen, and he didn’t blame Alec for ducking out from under it and taking his chances with the rain.
may lost wells
For as is often the happenstance with that which is precious and lost, when you find him again, he may well not be quite as you left him.
years people vampire
I always knew there were vampires, dude,” he’d said. “Because, you know how there’s people you know who, like, always look the same, even when they’re, like, a hundred years old? Like David Bowie? That’s because they’re vampires.
drinking blood vampire
And what about us? Do you want a vampire boyfriend?" He laughed bitterly. "Because I forsee many romantic picnics in our future. You, drinking a virgin piña colada. Me, drinking the blood of a virgin.
responsibility thinking term
I don’t think Will Herondale and a sense of responsibility are even on speaking terms
doing-nothing alternatives accomplish
The only alternative seems to be doing nothing…and doing nothing, I find, rarely accomplishes anything
want enough young
It sucked to be old enough to want to know what was going on, but so young you were always dismissed.
people waiting said
Wait a second," Clary said. "I never understand why people say that," Luke said, to no one in particular. "I wasn't going anywhere.
children eight littles
My darling, you are indisposed! You must remain abed for the next eight months. Little Buford - " "I am NOT naming our child Buford...
hate sarcasm night
Keep up," said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. "I don't want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothing's happened to you." "So don't bother." "Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you," he pointed out. "Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death." He blinked. "There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it.
running racing care
She felt as if she had been running, and had created a hill and was racing down the other side, and there was no stopping now. Gravity was taking her where she had to go. "But -- everyone cares about something. Don't they?