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
exactly knew
When I started 'City of Bones,' I knew exactly what was going to happen in 'City of Glass.' When I first started the six-book series, I thought of it as a three-book series.
ducks forever may
Never trust a duck" - Will Herondale "We are bound, you and I, over the divide of death, down through whatever generations may come. Forever." - Will Herondale
remembered touched
Being remembered, and remembered so kindly, touched him more than he would have thought possible.
lambs slaughter
And like lambs to a slaughter we shall follow...
self-esteem men ego
You know men. We have delicate egos.
strength faith strong
Now very much against her will, she thought of the way Jace had looked at her then, the blaze of faith in his eyes, his belief in her. He had always thought she was strong. He had showed it in everything he did, in every look and every touch. Simon had faith in her too, yet when he'd held her, it had been as if she were something fragile, something made of delicate glass. But Jace had held her with all the strength he had, never wondering if she could take it--he'd known she was as strong has he was.
monsters faces
He had become a monster. You just couldn't see it...because it wore the face of a friend.
toilets cups bones
It's the mortal cup Jace, not the mortal toilet bowl.
dragons evil dungeons
Lawful good to lawful evil!" said Simon, pleased. "He's quoting Dungeons and Dragons," said Clary. "Ignore him.
moral-absolutism absolutism moral
There is nothing quite like the moral absolutism of the young." -Hodge
shadowhunters handle
Shadowhunters were brought up to handle anything, weren't they?
psychologist said agree
You know," Clary said, "most psychologists agree that hostility is really just sublimated sexual attraction.
princess hair knives
There was a small wooden gazebo built out over the water; Isabelle was sitting in it, staring out across the lake. She looked like a princess in a fairy tale, waiting at the top of her tower for someone to ride up and rescue her. Not that traditional princess behavior was like Isabelle at all. Isabelle with her whip and boots and knives would chop anyone who tried to pen her up in a tower into pieces, build a bridge out of the remains, and walk carelessly to freedom, her hair looking fabulous the entire time.
punishing-yourself how-you-feel way
Why do you do these things to yourself? Not just what you did to the window, but the way you talked to Clary. What are you punishing yourself for? You can't help how you feel.