Quotes About Lost

NO CHAIN, She asked me did I ever love her, my reply was of course I did, and she said why didn't you try an' get me back, then I told her our love was lost, that you are referring to is not love, It is called obsession, something I could never be. -MillYentei

This world probably sees me as broken and a so-so worthless rejected lifeless tree in a lost wasteland, looked at as many-many hopelessness's, In God's eyes, I am; appeared as this golden tree of life, only the ones free from blindness can see my true reality. -MillYentei D.Y.

Vajranabhi asked artisans to carve images of Krishna based on descriptions given by Abhimanyu's wife, Uttari. But the description was so grand that each artisan could capture only part of the beauty in each image. These images were lost to the world for centuries and later discovered by holy men who enshrined them in temples. The image of Srinathji at Nathdvara is said to be one such image.

Forgive me then, if the poems I write are about the fragments, the broken bridges, and unlit fences in my life. For the poet, the poem is not the measure of his love. It is the measure of all he's lost, or never seen, or what has no life, unless he gives it life with words. from "With Words

Slowly it gets to be a waiting whose outward sense I cannot comprehend; the inward reason must be found daily. Both of us have lost infinitely much during the past months; time today is a costly commodity, for who knows how much more time is given to us.7 Dietrich Bonhoeffer to Maria von Wedemeyer, 20 September 1943

davvero non ci fosse nulla, soltanto un nero macigno assomigliante a una monaca, e che i suoi occhi si fossero ingannati, un po' di stanchezza, null'altro, una stupida allucinazione. Ora sentiva perfino un'ombra di opaca amarezza, come quando le gravi ore del destino ci passano vicine senza toccarci e il loro rombo si perde lontano mentre noi rimaniamo soli, fra gorghi di foglie secche, a rimpianger la terribile ma grande occasione perduta.

o que era bom ficou para trás, muito para trás, e ele passou adiante, sem dar por isso. Ah, é demasiado tarde para voltar; atrás dele aumento o fragor da multidão que o segue, impelida pela mesma ilusão, mas ainda invisível na branca estrada deserta.

Robin told only a little of her life, but she kept repeating in one way or another her wish for a home, as if she were afraid she would be lost again, as if she were aware, without conscious knowledge, that she belonged to Nora, and that if Nora did not make it permanent by her own strength, she would forget.

The girl lost, what is she but the Prince found?

They go far back in our lost distance where what we never had stands waiting; it was inevitable that we should come upon them, for our miscalculated longing has created them.

We don't see it as negative. We see it as a life form that doesn't belong in this universe. And it's trying to find its way back, but it's lost and it's consuming. It's doing what it does and it's destructive in our time line.

I don't know what the hell I was doing, all right?! I don't recognize myself. I don't know who I am anymore. And it's all fun and games until someone loses an I.

Island we'd lost our Internet access to insolvency months ago.

Almost everybody is born a genius and buried an idiot.

In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.

The snow is falling on the deserted field of my life, and my hopes, which roam far, are afraid of becoming frozen or lost.

It was a somber place, haunted by old jokes and lost laughter. Life, as I discovered, holds no more wretched occupation than trying to make the English laugh.

Above all things, the plainsmen had to have in instinct for direction. I never had a compass in my life, but I was never lost.

To lose our connection with the body is to become spiritually homeless. Without an anchor we float aimlessly, battered by the winds and waves of life

Tersesat bukan masalah, asal kau menemukan jalan pulang. Tapi dalam mempelajari semua itu aku melewatkan sesuatu yang lebih penting. Melihat Finch.

The world then, was nothing more than lost messages, miscommunications--her heart, a daring carrier pigeon forever circling overhead.

hiraeth (n): a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home that maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for lost places in your past

It was over before I even had a chance.

This moment between us, fragile and tenuous, snapped in half. It was over. It would do no good to wonder what he was going to say. Moments, when lost, can't be found again. They're just gone.