Title: A Conjuring of Light Authors: V.E. Schwab Category:#supplementals Number of Highlights: 10 Date: 2023-12-22 Last Highlighted: **


“Love and loss,” he said, “are like a ship and the sea. They rise together. The more we love, the more we have to lose. But the only way to avoid loss is to avoid love. And what a sad world that would be.”

“Life isn’t made of choices,” said Holland. “It’s made of trades. Some are good, some are bad, but they all have a cost.”


Magic made everything feel so impermanent, it was easy to forget that some things, once changed, could never be undone. That not everything was either changeable or infinite. Some roads kept going, and others had an end.

This is why I run. Because caring was a thing with claws. It sank them in, and didn’t let go. Caring hurt more than a knife to the leg, more than a few broken ribs, more than anything that bled or broke and healed again. Caring didn’t break you clean. It was a bone that didn’t set, a cut that wouldn’t close.

“Do you ever get tired of running, Bard?” She cocked her head. “No.” Alucard’s gaze went to the horizon. “Then you haven’t left enough behind.”

A myth without a voice is like a dandelion without a breath of wind. No way to spread the seeds.

“Death comes for us all,” said Holland evenly. “I would simply have mine mean something.”

It was cowardice, he knew, but cowardice came so much easier than hope.

“It doesn’t matter what someone is. Only what they think they are.”


“Life is chaos. Time is order.”