Eleanor

“It's nearly full dark. We should go."
"We? I thought you were going to leave me alone."
"I lied," Jace said without a shred of embarrassment.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“It is easier to confront a threat as a mass, a group, not individuals who must be evaluated one by one...”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Humans were so stupid. They had something so precious, and they barely safeguarded it at all.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Clary raised her eyebrows at Jace. "You hate bergamot?"

Jace had wandered over to the narrow bookshelf and was examining its contents. "You have a problem with that?"

"You may be the only guy my age I've ever met who knows what bergamot is, much less that it's in Earl Grey tea."

"Yes, well," Jace said, with a supercilious look, "I'm not like other guys. Besides," he added, flipping a book off the shelf, "at the Institute we have to take classes in basic medicinal uses for plants. It's required."

"I figured all your classes were stuff like Slaughter 101 and Beheading for Beginners.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones