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
fabulous looks should
It was a bit warm. Still. If one could look this fabulous, one had an obligation to. One should wear everything, or one should wear nothing at all.
children forever grace
We live forever by the grace of human love, which rocked strange children in their cradles and did not despair and did not turn away.
hands rocks forever
That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not last forever. They could only hope what they made would endure.
laughing long finding-yourself
He'd learned his lesson a long time ago: Even in the midst of heartbreak, you could still find yourself laughing.
memories heart long
Magnus had learned to be careful about giving his memories with his heart. When people died, it felt like all the pieces of yourself you had given to them went as well. It took so long, building yourself back up until you were whole again, and you were never entirely the same.
llamas judging coincidence
Magnus was sure that the llama stampede he witnessed was a coincidence. The llamas could not be judging him.
cat giving stranger
Ragnor and Catarina both begged him to give the instrument up. Random strangers on the street begged him to give the instrument up. Even cats ran away from him.
instruments torture ragnor-fell
I wouldn't call that an instrument of music," Ragnor observed sourly. "An instrument of torture, perhaps.
land would-be abandon
I would leave at once, but it would be cruel to abandon a lady in a foreign land with a maniac.
sweet fighting boys
Don't fight in front of the client, boys." Catarina implored in her sweet voice," or I will knock your heads together so hard, your skulls will crack like eggs
elbows horror situation
There was a brief pause for them to evaluate the full horror of the situation. Magnus. personally, was in horror up to his elbows.
needs letters talent
The letter I received said you had need of my particular talents, but I must confess that I have so many talents that I am not sure which one you require.
choices regretful company
Ragnor looked very regretful about all the choices that had led him to his being in this place and especially in this company
cities light monkeys
I rather wonder what I am doing here. I enjoy city life, you know. The glittering lights, the constant companionship, the liquid entertainment. The lack of sudden monkeys.