Chloe

“The funny thing about mundies," Jace said, to nobody in particular, "is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means."
I know what it means," Clary snapped.
No, you don't, you just think you do. Magic is a dark elemental force, not just a lot of sparkly wands and crystal balls and talking goldfish."
I never said it was a lot of talking goldfish, you-"
Jace waved a hand, cutting her off. "Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie.”
― Cassandra Clare

“The surface of the pond was green with fallen leaves. "How could you have been happy there? I know what you thought, but Valentine was a terrible father. He killed your pets, lied to you, and I know he hit you- don't even try to pretend he didn't."
A flicker of a smile ghosted across Jace's face. "Only on alternate Thursdays.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“I kiss him to get him to stop talking. If he keeps talking I will love him, and I don't want to love him. I really don't. As strategies go, it's not my finest. Kissing is just another way of talking except without the words.”
― Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also a Star

“But you never said anything! Not one frigging word, Lara Jean!”
Automatically I say, “Don’t say ‘frig.’ ”
“Not one frigging word,” Kitty repeats with a shake of her head.
Peter cracks up, and I give him a dirty look. “It all happened really fast,” he offers. “There was barely time to tell anybody—”
“Was I talking to you?” Kitty snaps. “No, I don’t think so. I was talking to my sister.”
Peter’s eyes widen, and I can see him trying to keep a straight face.”
― Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before