Quotes About Bond

Will Herondale] would say he knew a warlock who was a better friend, and more worth trusting, than many a nephilim warrior.

My parabatai, he loved like few ever could love, with all and everything. I see you are like that too; it burns more brightly in you than the fire of Heaven.

Clary," he said. "You're Clary. You're my best friend.

Whither thou goest, I will go, James. Even unto the tedious suburb of Highgate.

Simon," said a voice at his shoulder, and he turned to see Izzy, her face a pale smudge between dark hair and dark cloak, looking at him, her expression half-angry, half-sad. "I guess this is the part where we say goodbye?

Their closeness wouldn't break, but it would bend and stretch into a new shape.

You're in my bones and my blood and my heart," he said. "I'd have to tear myself open to let you go.

Alec caught him as he began to slide down the wall. "Jace—" "I'm all right," Jace protested, but his hand gripped Alec's sleeve tightly. "I can stand." "It looks to me like you're using a wall to prop you up. That's not my definition of 'standing.' " "It's leaning," Jace told him. "Leaning comes right before standing.

In some ways, we've been through something no one else can ever understand but the two of us... And it made me realize. We are always and absolutely better together.

Jesus," said Clary. "I doubt he'd fit (in the wooden box)." " Jace ." Clary was apalled. -Clary & Jace, pg.255-

Alec was very still for a moment, barely breathing. Then, to Jace's surprise, he reached out and ruffled Jace's hair, the way an older brother might ruffle his younger sibling's hair. His smile was cautious, but it was full of real affection. "Thanks for seeing me," he said, and walked off down the tunnel.

I don't remember everything," he said. "Not yet. But I remember you." He brought her hand up, touched the gold ring on her right index finger, the Fair Folk metal warm to the touch. "Clary," he said. "You're Clary. You're my best friend.

I'm just saying that I think I chose to act the way I did in part because of you. Since I've met you, everything I've done has been in part because of you. I can't untie myself from you, Clary - not my heart or my blood or my mind or any other part of me. And I don't want to.

I shall do what I can to make some provision that I might see you again, and Tessa again. For you are half my heart, and she is the other. As long as I have one of you to be my north star, my heart shall not die, and I shall remain your James Carstairs.

Forever and ever, brother, hail. Forever and ever, farewell.

For the first time, he looked at her, and she wasn't a stranger, she was Clary—his friend. His family. The girl he'd sworn always to protect. The girl he loved as fiercely as he loved himself.

Hail and Farewell, my brother.

I carved his initials here because I always fought best with him.

Parabatai. A cruel sort of bond, he thought, that made one person out of two people, and left such devastation when half was gone.

I am glad," he said. "They will be able to take care of each other when I am gone, or at least I can hope for it. He says she does not love him, but—surely she will come to love him in time. Will is easy to love, and he has given her his whole heart. I can see it. I hope she will not break it.

You don't understand,' she said, and there was a puzzling trace of resentment in her voice. 'Children never do. The love a parent has for a child, there's nothing else like it. No other love so consuming.

Vows of friendship and love are stronger,

You are my conscience. You have ever been, James Carstairs.

I told you before, Jem, that you would not leave me," Will said, his bloody hand on the hilt of the dagger. "And you are still with me. When I breathe, I will think of you, for without you I would have been dead years ago. When I wake up and when I sleep, when I lift up my hands to defend myself of when I lie down to die, you will be with me.