Cassandra Clare Quotes about Loss

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As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

Cassandra Clare

Memories, Loss, Long

Cassandra Clare (2015). “City of Heavenly Fire”, p.724, Simon and Schuster

He seemed to realize she was staring at him, because the cursing stopped. "You cut me," he said. His voice was pleasant. British. Very ordinary. He looked at his hand with critcal interest. "It might be fatal." Tessa looked at him with wide eyes. "Are you the Magister?" He tilted his hand to the side. Blood ran down it, spattering the floor. "Dear me, massive blood loss. Death could be imminent.

Cassandra Clare

Eye, Cutting, Loss

Comforting someone when they were stricken with loss was something else. It meant commitment. It meant caring. It meant you wanted to ease their pain, and at the same time you were thanking God that whatever the bad thing was that had happened, it hadn't happened to them.

Cassandra Clare

Pain, Commitment, Loss

Cassandra Clare (2014). “City of Lost Souls”, p.456, Simon and Schuster

We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

Cassandra Clare

Hope, Memories, Loss

Cassandra Clare (2015). “City of Heavenly Fire”, p.724, Simon and Schuster

She had taken him for granted, she thought with surprise and shame, watching the flickering candlelight. She had assumed his kindness was so natural and so innate, she had never asked herself whether it cost him any effort. Any effort to stand between Will and the world, protecting each of them from the other. Any effort to accept the loss of his family with equanimity. Any effort to remain cheerful and calm in the face of his own dying.

Cassandra Clare

Kindness, Taken, Loss

Cassandra Clare (2013). “The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess”, p.644, Simon and Schuster

There are memories that time can't erase, Clarissa. Ask your friend, Magnus Bane, if you don't believe me. Forever does not make loss forgettable. Only bearable.

Cassandra Clare

Memories, Believe, Loss

Change is no loss, Will. Not always.

Cassandra Clare

Loss

Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable, Brother Zachariah to Clary Fray

Cassandra Clare

Brother, Loss, Forever

I have very few rules in life, but one of them is to never decline an adventure. The others are: to avoid becoming romantically entangled with sea creatures; to always ask for what you want, because the worst thing that can happen is embarrassment but the best thing that can happen is nudity; to demand ready money up front; and to never play cards with Catarina Loss.

Cassandra Clare

Adventure, Loss, Sea

Cassandra Clare, Sarah Rees Brennan, Maureen Johnson (2015). “The Bane Chronicles”, p.113, Simon and Schuster

He played of love and loss and years of silence, words unsaid and vows unspoken, and all the spaces between his heart and theirs; and when he was done, and he'd set the violin back in its box, Will's eyes were closed, but Tessa's were full of tears.

Cassandra Clare

Heart, Eye, Loss

Cassandra Clare (2013). “The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess”, p.1434, Simon and Schuster