Judith Rumelt (born July 27, 1973 in Tehran, Iran), 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.
Cassandra Clare Dream
Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side Cassandra Clare
Where there is love, there is often also hate. They can exist side by side
You belong where you're loved. Cassandra Clare
You belong where you're loved.
Everyone’s death means something. Cassandra Clare
Everyone’s death means something.
I've been thinking of installing a train in my house. It could bring me shrimp crackers from the kitchen. Cassandra Clare
I've been thinking of installing a train in my house. It could bring me shrimp crackers from the kitchen.
Seeing through glamour is easy. It's people that are hard. Cassandra Clare
Seeing through glamour is easy. It's people that are hard.
I love you, Julian Blackthorn. I love you more than starlight. Cassandra Clare
I love you, Julian Blackthorn. I love you more than starlight.
If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood. Cassandra Clare
If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood.
There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love. Cassandra Clare
There was beauty in the idea of freedom, but it was an illusion. Every human heart was chained by love.
The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed. Cassandra Clare
The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.
The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love. Cassandra Clare
The most terrible things men do, they do in the name of love.
to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed. Cassandra Clare
to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.
Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor, and he smells like windex. At least you know he's still available. Cassandra Clare
Pretty soon the only people left without a girlfriend will be me and Wendell the school janitor, and he smells like windex. At least you know he's still available.