Quotes About Loss

When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.

My mother's sister was killed in a trolley car accident, so I was raised as one of eight with my sister and six male cousins.

[on Queen Mother] Our country is the richer for her life and the poorer at her death.

Mother, you had me, but I never had you.

I never felt like I had a mother.

My mother killed herself when I was 12. I won't complete that relationship. But I can try to understand her.

The longer one lives in this hard world motherless, the more a mother's loss makes itself felt.

I miss my mother very, very much.

There was just no good way for a dead son to greet his mother almost two weeks after his funeral.

I thought how tenuous the links were between mother and children between friends family things you think are eternal. Everything could be lost more easily than anyone could imagine.

I lost my daughter at 21. I had to give her up because I was broke, no place to take her, no money to take her. That was very traumatic.

Yes, my mother's death is a terrible sorrow to me. I feel - do you know what I mean - the silence of it so. She was more alive than anyone I have ever known.

My mom does not exist anymore, and I cannot see my mother in myself. To me, the word "mother" is the synonym for the words "parting" or "separation" or "farewell."

Mother is a synonym for abandonment and death. Comparing this synonym to water, it is like poured-out water. I call it mother, the identity that I cannot identify.

My life was very tenuous last year. My daughter's death, in March in 2007, was unexpected. It was a shock. I didn't know if I'd survive it.

When I was 17 years old, I put out an album while my mother was dying of cancer. That right there alone is a struggle. That's hard. That's tough for anybody.

Everything had felt so precarious since her mother's death, like she was walking on a bridge made of paper.

Here's a thing about the death of your mother, or anyone else you love: You can't anticipate how you'll feel afterward. People will tell you; a few may be close to right, none exactly right.

That always seemed to be the most critical test that a child was confronted with - loss of parents, loss of direction, loss of love. Can you live without a mother and a father?

Inside my mother's death / I lay and could not breathe.

Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.

And after my mother's death I became more open to and empathetic about other people's struggles and losses.

To grow up with the loss of your mother is a scar that never goes away.

Being sent away to school was no different from my biological mother giving me away.