Michaela Reyes

“Keep up," said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. "I don't want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothing's happened to you."
"So don't bother."
"Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you," he pointed out.
"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.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it. Jace Wayland doesn’t blush.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.”
― Francis Bacon