That was what humans did: They left on another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not last forever. They could only hope what they made would endure.
Cassandra ClareShe had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?
Cassandra ClareIn all Gabrielโs life he could not remember his brother giving even the prettiest of Shadowhunter girls a second glance. Yet he looked at this scarred mundane servant as if she were the sun rising. It was inexplicable, but it was also undeniable. He could see the horror on his brotherโs face as Sophieโs good opinion of him shattered before his eyes.
Cassandra ClareStill I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.
Cassandra ClareOur hearts, they need a mirror, Tessa. We see our better selves in the eyes of those who love us. And there is a beauty that brevity alone provides.โ He dropped his gaze, then raised it to hers. โI would give you everything of myself,โ he said. โI would give you more in two weeks than most men would give you in a lifetime.
Cassandra Clare