A Conjuring of Light (Shades of Magic, #3)

by V.E. Schwab

“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.”

He’d never been much of a drinker. Never thought the during was much worth the after.