Quotes About Loss

A great sadness welled up in Magnus at the sight of him. It was human to age and die, and Jem stood outside that humanity now, outside the light that burned so brightly and so briefly. It was cold outside that light and fire. No one had greater cause to know that cold than Magnus did.

The way Magnus' breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he'd said his father's name.

He had lost Will Herondale. And he did not know if he could ever get him back.

He felt his heart, which no longer beat, contract, and he wondered if there was anything in the world as painful as not being able to protect the people you loved.

As Luke knelt down beside his corpse, Clary couldn't help but remember what he had said about having loved Valentine once, about having been his closest friend. Luke, she thought with a pang. Surely he couldn't be sad — or even grieved? But then again, perhaps everyone should have someone to grieve for them, and there was no one else to grieve for Valentine.

Everyone's death means something,

Love did not overcome everything. Love did not always endure. All you had could be taken away, love could be the last thing you had, and then love could be taken too.

How she still thought of Max every day and it was like someone had emptied her lungs of air, and she would catch at her heart, afraid she was dying.

Sometimes you must lose everything to gain it again, and the regaining is the sweeter for the pain of loss.

A Mark that spoke of loss was still a Mark, a remembrance. You could not lose something you never had.

It smells like heartbreak in here," said Jace.

All of us lost something. Some of us lost everything.

To my son, If you are reading this letter, then I am dead.

You think you can't survive without Livvy, but you can. We will go through it together." Kit's face was cold; he realized he was crying. "I love you, Ty. I love you.

The kitchen was just as empty, even the refrigerator gone, the chairs, the table--the kitchen cabinets stood open, their bare shelves reminder her of a nursery rhyme. She cleared her throat. "What would demons," she said, "want with our microwave?

None of this is fair. It isn't fair that part of your life was ripped from you. It's not fair that you were ripped away from me. I'm so angry Simon.

Will only looked at her. There had been light in his eyes on the stairs, as he'd locked the door, when he'd kissed her--a brilliant, joyous light. And it was going now, fading like the last breath of someone dying. She thought of Nate, bleeding to death in her arms. She had been powerless then, to help him. As she was now. She felt as if she were watching the life bleed out of Will Herondale, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Alex- Alec, if I had given you the impression I had accepted the idea of your death, I can only apologize. I tried to, I thought I had- and yet still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be any more ready to lose you than I am right now. Which is not at all.

So much magic, Clary thought, and nothing to mend a broken heart

More than anything, she wanted to crawl across the bloody sand toward the place where Jace's body lay, crawl to him and lay down beside him and put her arms around him, even though he was gone.

Wo ai ni, Tessa," he whispered. "Wo bu xiang shi qu ni." She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don't want to lose you.

But I will never have a bride.

I'd suggest we go get milk shakes or something to celebrate, but this is kind of a scary neighborhood." "Shadowhunters don't worry about scary neighborhoods," said Dru. "Have you learned nothing from the way Batman's parents died?" said Kit, feigning shock. Ty smiled. And for the first time since Livvy had died, Dru laughed.

Magnus had learned to be careful about giving his memories with his heart. When people died, it felt like all the pieces of yourself you had given to them went as well. It took so long, building yourself back up until you were whole again, and you were never entirely the same.