Quotes About Loss

When the past dies, there is mourning, but when the future dies our imaginations are compelled to carry it on.

When the past dies, we mourn for the dead. When the future dies, we mourn for ourselves.

I thought, When the past dies, we mourn for the dead. When the future dies, we mourn for ourselves.

It wasn't the victory of one man or the death of another. It was the death of the future, and of our youth, because we might be rather old before the conservers left and the compassionate men came back. Saturday.

I knew then that Grandfather had forgiven me and that I would have a home, but something inside me was sorry that once again I would lose Rachel Sheridan.

Every time I lose one, I get three or more.

The loss of a much-prized treasure is only half felt when we have not regarded its tenure as secure.

Gut verloren – etwas verloren! Mußt rasch dich besinnen Und neues gewinnen. Ehre verloren – viel verloren! Mußt Ruhm gewinnen, Da werden die Leute sich anders besinnen. Mut verloren – alles verloren! Da wär es besser: nicht geboren.

Ach, daß die Freundin meiner Jugend dahin ist, ach, daß ich sie je gekannt habe!—ich würde sagen: du bist ein Tor! Du suchst, was hienieden nicht zu finden ist! Aber ich habe sie gehabt, ich habe das Herz gefühlt, die große Seele, in deren Gegenwart ich mir schien mehr zu sein, als ich war, weil ich alles war, was ich sein konnte.

It is true we have won all our wars, but we have paid for them.

he's gone, and all the answers in the world can't undrown him

Letting go of someone we love is the hardest thing we will ever do. Some people never surrender to love for the fear of being hurt. But to not have loved, to not have felt the immense joy it brings, would have been a far worse kind of death.

When my mother was alive, I was the daughter first and everything else second.... That's what made her death so painful. My mother was a big part of my life and a big reason why I did what I did. I've always derived a lot of energy from being a good daughter.... When she was gone, I suddenly thought, Why am I doing this? For whom? Losing my mom was really hard on me. I remember going to the Academy Awards shortly after she died and thinking, Well I'm all dressed up, and my mother won't see me.

Joey Albert: The hardest part was not being able to be emotional at all, and yet feeling all these great losses.

My sporting hero was Drazen Petrovic, the NBA basketball player, who was killed in a car accident in 1993. He was a good friend, an unbelievable player, and I dedicated my Wimbledon win to him.

Did not pleasure depend on an architecture of perspective--on contrast and delay, withholding and loss? Did not true enjoyment rely in facing the future?

I didn't understand her being gone, either. I had seen her fall. Now her part of any conversation would always be unsaid, and the direction she would have gone walking would always be empty. Her absence extended in lines of numbers made of smoke, backward in memory and forward in futures never to occur.

Did not pleasure depend on an architecture of perspective—on contrast and delay, withholding and loss? Did not true enjoyment rely on facing the future?

The dog always dies. Go to the library and pick out a book with an award sticker and a dog on the cover. Trust me, that dog is going down.

To be happy is to take the risk of losing that happiness.

It is a beautiful, a bless'd belief, That the beloved dead, grown angels, watch The dear ones left behind...

She lived to be twenty years old, and when she died I felt as if I had lost a child.

When you're used to hearing purring and suddenly it's gone, it's hard to silence the blaring sound of sadness.

...the tears come, and I cannot brush them away; I would not if I could, for they are the only tribute I can pay...