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 ClareJust be careful. When we arrive at the house, you canโt look to me for help or instruction. Remember, I am your human subjugate. You keep me about you for bloodโblood whenever you want itโand nothing else.โ โSo youโre not going to speak tonight,โ Tessa said. โAt all.โ โNot unless you instruct me to,โ said Will. โThis evening sounds as if it might be better than I thought.
Cassandra Clare