“Sometimes people get taken away from you whether you want it or not. And sometimes that hurts so much, it might be… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable, Brother Zachariah to Clary Fray — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He played of love and loss and years of silence, words unsaid and vows unspoken, and all the spaces between his heart… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Comforting someone when they were stricken with loss was something else. It meant commitment. It meant caring. It meant you wanted to… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I knew a girl, once, immortal like me-" "And she was with someone mortal?" said Alec. "What happened?" "He died," Magnus said.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
I have very few rules in life, but one of them is to never decline an adventure. The others are: to avoid… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
He seemed to realize she was staring at him, because the cursing stopped. "You cut me," he said. His voice was pleasant.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Later, when his father left him, the boy cried over his pet, until eventually his father sent a servant to take the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He remembered Tessa weeping in his arms in Paris, and thinking that he had never known the loss she felt, because he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
She had taken him for granted, she thought with surprise and shame, watching the flickering candlelight. She had assumed his kindness was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Will. For a moment her heart hesitated. She remembered when Will had died, her agony, the long nights alone, reaching across the… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I did not think you would be angry, Jem burst out, and it was like ice cracking across a frozen waterfall, freeing… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“How easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you'd have forever.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There are memories that time can't erase, Clarissa. Ask your friend, Magnus Bane, if you don't believe me. Forever does not make… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And she wept as well for the others lost in the Dark War, and she wept for her mother and the loss… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Being a Silent Brother is life, Clary Fray. But if you mean I remember my life before the Brotherhood, I do. Clary… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Against his own will, almost, Will felt himself understanding; he would have done anything, he thought, told any lie, taken any risk, to make… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“So Jace is my actual family," Kit said. "But I can't go live with him, because him and his hot girlfriend are going off… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Clarissa," he said, "here with the vampire, I see. When things have settled a bit, we really must discuss you choice in pets.. — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a manwho doesn't love me Must I be born with so little art… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
If you're texting Magnus to say 'I think u r kewl,' I'm going to kill you." "Who's Magnus?" Max inquired. "He's a warlock," said… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“they all have always loved you Will Herondale, for you cannot hide what is good about yourself, however har you try.” — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“We work through this together, remember? No shutting me out. No epic sulks.” “I was figuring I could sulk for Idris in the next… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Lex malla, lex nulla,” said Julian with a regretful wave of his hand. It was the Blackthorn family motto: A bad law is no… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Maybe that was why she couldn't cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
