Quotes About Lost

Love is sometimes denied, sometimes lost, sometimes unrecognized, but in the end always found with no regrets, forever valued and kept trasured...

Love is like a lost article, it shows up when and where you least expect it.

Then I can turn my attention to cleaning. It's a fine cabin but . . . but . . ." She looked a bit lost as she studied all the clutter stacked through the cabin. "I need to knock a f-few cobwebs down." Rylan saw about a hundred cobwebs without turning his head. "And the floor needs to be swept and scrubbed." She had to find the floor first.

Truth that came too late was as useful as a meal to a dead man.

Could anyone really travel so far that they might not find their way home again?

Where's Priya?" I asked. "She's coming. Unsaddling the horses. She lost the bet." "Bet?" I said. "Who would take down the first soldier." "You had time for bets?" my mother snapped.

I have no mouth, but my hunger is fed, With glimpse, and touch, and kindness said. I have no eyes, but see a soul, The only one that makes me whole. I swell beneath a soldier's palm, Its touch my breath, my blood, my calm. I am utterly lost, but completely found, Captured, taken … a prisoner bound.

She is afraid I will get lost. Lost adj. 1. No longer known. 2. Unable to find the way. 3. Ruined or destroyed. I'm afraid I already am.

They sat waiting while the wounded and lost, the innocent and guilty filed past them, all docketed and ticketed regardless of circumstance by the efficient desk sergeant.

It was in the in-between time when he felt lost.

recognize you Ã¢â'¬Â¦." "We're just visiting," said Annie. "But we know all about you. You're Sir Lancelot, aren't you?" "Yes," breathed the knight. "And Sir Percival and Sir Galahad," said Jack. "Yes Ã¢â'¬Â¦ my son, Galahad Ã¢â'¬Â¦ ," said the knight. "King Arthur thinks you are lost forever," said Annie.

People like me are blamed for curiosity; having lost part of our lives, we are apt to fill the gap from the lives of others. In this I am like the rest, and make no pretences.

We can be so afraid lost inside in search of a mother And yet we go about shouting "justice" and hurting one another.

What You Need… One only needs an island alone and lost at sea. One only needs one person, but this to have is key.

Sus labios revoloteaban como un copo de nieve. El segundo copo de nieve perdido en una playa de verano, y yo que trataba de recuperarlo con mi nevera demasiado grande. A partir de dos copos de ese tipo, puede hablarse de tempestad.

le rock' n' roll, c'est un oasis d'adrénaline pour enfants perdus.

We are…the painters of unseen images. The singers of unheard songs. The caretakers of what has been lost. We are that which you choose to ignore.

Stray no further. Do not embrace hope again.

Do you ever think 'how did I end up here?' Like you are in a maze and totally lost and it's all your fault because you were the one who made every turn?

Loneliness isn't an absence of company. Loneliness is felt when we are lost. But we can be lost right in the middle of a crowd. There is nothing lonelier than being with people who aren't on your wavelength. The cure for loneliness isn't more people. The cure for loneliness is understanding who we are.

You are a future of multifarious possibility. You are another self at a point in future time looking back in gratitude that this lost and former you held on.

Do you ever think 'how did I end up here'? Like you are in a maze and totally lost and it's all your fault because you were the one who made every turn?... Do you? Or is this maze just for me?

It was pathetic really, the amount of possibilities she had squandered.

Parecía que ni siquiera morir se le daba bien a Nora. Era una sensación familiar, la de sentirse incompleta en casi todos los sentidos posibles. Un rompecabezas humano sin terminar. Una vida inconclusa y una muerte inconclusa también