Queen of Air and Darkness (The Dark Artifices #3)

Some lights were never meant to burn for long.

Love flashes out like fire, the brightest kind of flame Many waters cannot quench love, nor can the floods drown it

Mark gave him a long look. “You were very young when we lost Eleanor, your mother,” he said. “She told me once there is a clock in the hearts of parents. Most of the time it is silent, but you can hear it ticking when your child is not with you and you do not know where they are, or when they are awake in the night and wanting you. It will tick until you are with them again.”