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
love-is infernal-devices
It is as great a thing to love as it is to be loved. Love is not something that can be wasted.
strong thinking ifs-and
My ideas often come from strong mental images. When I'm observing some relatively ordinary thing, I'll think, "What if...." and out of that brainstorming a story emerges.
glasses broken sometimes
He was the one she was doing all this for, but sometimes she missed him so much it felt like she swallowed broken glass.
world ifs tessa-gray
If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?
fate sky purple
Let me give you a piece of advice. The handsome young fellow who's trying to rescue you from a hideous fate is never wrong. Not even if he says the sky is purple and made of hedgehogs.
book writing listening
I like to listen to music that fits with what I'm writing. For each book, I've assembled a playlist, so readers can get a sense of what I was listening to while I was writing.
done matter reason
Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.
book names phones
Whenever I see interesting names, I jot them down. I've found them in lots of different places: on the news, in the phone book, even on hotel registry lists.
coffee optimistic optimism
As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?
pain angel people
She could ask for anything, she thought dizzily, anything--an end to pain or world hunger or disease, or for peace on earth. But then again, perhaps these things weren't in the power of angels to grant, or they would already have been granted. And perhaps people were supposed to find these things for themselves.
my-boyfriend apartment ifs
My boyfriend always says that if it weren't for him I'd probably get rid of my apartment and live nowhere, and he's right.
writing feet rose
Clary screamed out loud as he fell like a stone- And landed lightly on his feet just in front of her. Clary stared with her mouth open as he rose up out of a shallow crouch and grinned at her. "If I made a joke about just dropping in," he said, "would you write me off as a cliché?
wise men might
In future, Clarissa," he said, "it might be wise to mention that you already have a man in your bed, to avoid such tedious situations." You invited him into bed?" Simon demanded, looking shaken. Ridiculous, isn't it?" said Jace. "We would never have all fit.
unrequited-love i-love-him over-you
The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.