Quotes About Bond

I am the rock in your garden, Emily, and you are the bloom in mine. Count on me.

Our family is evidently our second self, more than self, existing before self, and surviving self with the better part of self. It is the image of the holy and loving unity of beings revealed by the small group of creatures who hold to one another, and made visible by feeling!

Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert thou not born in my father's dwelling?

We don't say "I love you" or "thank you" to our parents because it would feel contrived to say those words to ourselves. Our parents and we are one and the same.

What do you mean by yuanfen?" She thought for a minute and replied, "It means: that apportionment of love which is destined for you in this world.

I know not whether our names will be immortal; I am sure our friendship will.

Friendship is a vase, which, when it is flawed by heat, or violence, or accident, may as well be broken at once; it can never be trusted after.

How delightful it is to see a friend after a length of absence! How delightful to chide him for that length of absence to which we owe such delight.

Our souls are knit. We are one person, James.

Jem knotted his fingers in the material of Will's sleeve. "You are my parabatai," he said, "You said once I could ask anything of you.

You think she'll be able to talk sense into him?" she asked. "His sister?" "If he listens to anyone, it would be her." "That's sweet," said Maia. "That he loves his sister like that." "Yeah," Simon said. "It's precious

Someday, Will, I will go where none can follow me, and I think it will be sooner rather than later. Have you ever asked yourself why I agreed to be your parabatai?

Atque in pepetuum, frater, ave atque vale," he whispered. The words of the poem had never seemed so fitting: Forever and ever, my brother, hail and farewell.

Look, I asked you here for a reason. Much as I hate to admit it, vampire, we have something in common." "Totally awesome hair?" Simon suggested.

It is as great a thing to love as it is to be loved. Love is not something that can be wasted.

We are bound together, Emma, bound together—I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I'm yours and you're mine, you've always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!

I don't know how to live in the world as a Shadowhunter without Will. I don't think i even want to. I am still a parabatai, but my other half is gone.

I know about parabatai," said Magnus, an angry, dark undercurrent to his voice. "I've known parabatai so close they were almost the same person; do you know what happens, when one of them dies, to the one that's left —?

A parabatai. Like he was. And Jace knew, too, what that faded rune meant: a parabatai whose other half was dead. He felt his sympathy leap toward Brother Zachariah, as he imagined himself without Alec, with only that faded rune to remind him where once he had been bonded to someone who knew all the best and worst parts of his soul.

Because that was what you did with family when you'd been worried about them, you grabbed them and held on to them and told them how much they'd pissed you off, and it was okay, because no matter how angry you got, they still belonged to you.

Family isn't blood. It's the people who love you. The people who have your back.

His eyes softened. "But it doesn't change what we are to each other. It's like there's always been a piece of my soul missing, and it's inside you, Clary. I know I told you once that whether God exists or not, we're on our own. But when I'm with you, I'm not.

You promise." "I swear on the angel. The hell with that. I swear on us." "Why us?" "Because there isn't anything I believe in more.

Jem touched the parabatai rune on his shoulder, through the thin material of his nightshirt. "I am not alone," he said. "Wherever we are, we are as one.