Quote by: Cassandra Clare

Will," she said softly, sleepily. "Last night--" You were kind to me, she was going to say. Thank you. The glare from his blue eyes stabbed through her. "There was no last night," he said through his teeth. At that, she sat up straight, almost awake. "Oh, truly? We just went right from one afternoon on through till the next morning? How odd no one else remarked on it. I should think it some miracle, a day with no night--


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Author Bio


  • NameCassandra Clare
  • DescriptionAmerican author
  • AliasesJudith Rumelt
  • BornJuly 27, 1973
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWoman Of Letters
  • WorksThe Mortal Instruments