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"Straight people,” Alec declared. “Why can’t they control themselves?"
— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

"Isabelle!” he called again. “Let down your raven hair!’
“Oh my God,” Clary muttered. “There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn’t there? I’m going to kill him."
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"Every time I think I’m missing a piece of me, you give it back."
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"Freely we serve
Because we freely love, as in our will
To love or not; in this we stand or fall."
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss."
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"Heroes aren’t always the ones who win,” she said. “They’re the ones who lose, sometimes. But they keep fighting, they keep coming back. They don’t give up. That’s what makes them heroes."
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"Temper us in fire, and we grow stronger. When we suffer, we survive."
— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"I did not make a pie,” Alec repeated, gesturing expressively with one hand, “for three reasons. One, because I do not have any pie ingredients. Two, because I don’t actually
know how to make a pie.”
He paused, clearly waiting.
Removing his sword and leaning it against the cave wall, Jace said warily, “And three?”
“Because I am not your bitch,” Alec said, clearly pleased with himself."
— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"Okayyyyy,” Isabelle said in a low voice, “When did Brother Zachariah get hot?"
— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

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"Stop squandering yourself, child. Wait for love."
— Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone