Becca

“Did Brother Zachariah just steal our cat?”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“Happy Thanksgiving," he says, handing me my ticket. "Let's see some dead people.”
― Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss

“Out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw Jace shoot her a look of white rage - but when she glanced at him, he looked as he always did: easy, confident, slightly bored.
"In future, Clarissa," he said, "it might be wise to mention that you already have a man in your bed, to avoid such tedious situations."
"You invited him into bed?" Simon demanded, looking shaken.
"Ridiculous, isn't it?" said Jace. "We would never have all fit."
"I didn't invite him into bed," Clary snapped. "We were just kissing."
"Just kissing?" Jace's tone mocked her with its false hurt. "How swiftly you dismiss our love.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Beware how you give your heart.”
― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey