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  • #182
    Cassandra Clare
    “Clary wasn't sure what she'd expected -exclamations of delight, perhaps a smattering of applause. Instead there was silence, broken only when Jace said, "Somehow, I thought it would be bigger."
    Clary looked at the Cup in her hand. It was the size, perhaps, of an ordinary wineglass, only much heavier. Power thrummed through it, like blood through living veins. "It's a perfectly nice size," she said indignantly.
    "Oh, it's big enough," he said patronizingly, "but somehow I was expecting something… you know." He gestured with his hands, indicating something roughly the size of a house cat.
    "It's the Mortal Cup, Jace, not the Mortal Toilet Bowl," said Isabelle.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #183
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's my special magical power. I can read your mind when you're thinking dirty thoughts."
    "So, ninety-five percent of the time."
    She craned her head back to look up at him. "Ninety-five percent? What's the other five percent?"
    "Oh, you know, the usual--demons I might kill, runes I need to learn, people who've annoyed me recently, people who've annoyed me not so recently, ducks."
    "Ducks?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #184
    Cassandra Clare
    “Despite the heat in her face, it felt as if cold needles of ice were running up and down her veins. "What are you doing here?"
    He drew back slightly, looking disappointed. "That isn't really an answer to my question, you know. I was expecting more of a "Hallelujah Chorus.' I mean, it's not every day your boyfriend comes back from the dead."
    "I already knew you weren't dead." She spoke through numb lips. "I saw you in the library. With--"
    "Colonel Mustard?"
    "Sebastian.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

  • #185
    Cassandra Clare
    “You're a Shadowhunter," he said. "You know how to deal with injuries." He slid his stele across the table toward her. "Use it."
    "No," Clary said, and pushed the stele back across the table at him.
    Jace slammed his hand down on the stele. "Clary—"
    "She said she doesn't want it," said Simon. "Ha-ha."
    "Ha-ha?" Jace looked incredulous. "That's your comeback?"
    Alec, folding his phone, approached the table with a puzzled look. "What's going on?"
    "We seem to be trapped in an episode of One Life to Waste," Magnus observed. "It's all very dull.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #186
    Cassandra Clare
    “Lost in thought, it took her several moments to realize that Jace had been saying something to her. When she blinked at him, she saw a wry grin spread across his face. "What?" she asked, ungraciously.
    "I wish you'd stop desperately trying to get my attention like this," he said. "It's become embarrassing."
    "Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt," she told him.
    "I can't help it. I use my rapier wit to hide my inner pain."
    "Your pain will be outer soon if you don't get out of traffic. Are you trying to get run over by a cab?"
    "Don't be ridiculous," he said. "We could never get a cab that easily in this neighborhood.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #187
    Cassandra Clare
    “Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death."
    He blinked. "There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it. What's up?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #188
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jace looked as if she had slapped him. "Why are you determined not to believe us?"
    "Because she loves you," said Valentine.
    Clary felt the blood drain out of her face.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #189
    Cassandra Clare
    “I think he’s handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around under your window with a boom box.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #190
    Cassandra Clare
    “Simon!”
    The voice was Clary’s. He would know it anywhere. He wondered if his mind was conjuring it up now, a sense memory of what he’d most loved during life to carry him through the process of death.
    “Simon, you stupid idiot! I’m over here! At the window!”
    Simon jumped to his feet. He doubted his mind would conjure that up.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #191
    Terry Pratchett
    “Wisdom comes from experience. Experience is often a result of lack of wisdom.”
    Terry Pratchett

  • #192
    Christopher Paolini
    “Because you can't argue with all the fools in the world. It's easier to let them have their way, then trick them when they're not paying attention.”
    Christopher Paolini

  • #193
    Cassandra Clare
    “It's not gray," Clary felt compelled to point out. "It's green."
    "If there was such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood," said Jace.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #194
    Cassandra Clare
    “I thought I'd lie on the floor and writhe in pain for a while," he grunted, "It relaxes me."
    "It does? Oh - you're being sarcastic. That's a good sign probably.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

  • #195
    Rick Riordan
    “Dreams like a podcast,
    Downloading truth in my ears.
    They tell me cool stuff."
    "Apollo?" I guess, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad.
    He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred."
    "A god named Fred?”
    Rick Riordan

  • #196
    Terry Pratchett
    “In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded.”
    Terry Pratchett, Lords and Ladies

  • #197
    Eoin Colfer
    “Confidence is ignorance. If you're feeling cocky, it's because there's something you don't know.”
    Eoin Colfer, Artemis Fowl

  • #198
    Mae West
    “I wrote the story myself. It's about a girl who lost her reputation and never missed it.”
    Mae West

  • #199
    Cassandra Clare
    “You're an idiot."
    "I've never claimed to be otherwise.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #200
    Cassandra Clare
    “A diary with no drawings of me in it? Where are the torrid fantasies? The romance covers?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

  • #201
    Dorothy Parker
    “If you want to know what God thinks of money, just look at the people he gave it to.”
    Dorothy Parker

  • #202
    Orson Welles
    “Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what’s for lunch.”
    Orson Welles

  • #203
    Karen Marie Moning
    “I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself. Movies show you the pink house. A good book tells you there's a pink house and lets you paint some of the finishing touches, maybe choose the roof style,park your own car out front. My imagination has always topped anything a movie could come up with. Case in point, those darned Harry Potter movies. That was so not what that part-Veela-chick, Fleur Delacour, looked like.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

  • #204
    Oscar Wilde
    “There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #205
    Lemony Snicket
    “Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby- awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.”
    Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid

  • #206
    Nikolai Gogol
    “The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes.”
    Nikolai V. Gogol

  • #207
    George Carlin
    “Never underestimate the power of stupid people in large groups.”
    George Carlin

  • #208
    Oscar Wilde
    “I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #209
    Cassandra Clare
    “Jace shook his blond head in exasperation.
    "You had to make a crazy jail friend, didn't you? You couldn't just count ceiling tiles or tame a pet mouse like normal prisoners do?”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #210
    Robert Frost
    “Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee
    And I'll forgive Thy great big one on me.”
    Robert Frost

  • #211
    J.K. Rowling
    “Ginny!" said Mr. Weasley, flabbergasted. "Haven't I taught you anything? What have I always told you? Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain?”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets



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