Quotes About Loss

Extremes live within us all. The joy of association resides alongside the anticipation of loss. What is given will be taken, what we have is often only of value to us when it is gone.

Tomorrow will be our last day together," said Simon. "I wish I understood time, Maisie. It vanishes through one's fingers." He held her hands together in front of his chest, and touched each of her fingertips in turn. "Maurice says that only when we have a respect for time will we have learned something of the art of living.

I know now that what is tragic isn't the moment. It is the memory.

I wouldn't mind the early autumn if you came home today I'd tell you how much I miss you and know I'd be okay. It's funny how we never know exactly how our life will go It's funny how a dream can fade with the break of day. Time can't erase the memory and time can't bring you home Last Summer was a part of me and now a part is gone. —Margaret

Sometimes, I don't know that words for things, how to write down the feeling of knowing that every dying person leaves something behind.

Sometimes...you have to try to forget people you love just so you can keep living.

Jacquelyn Mitchard

La parte de tu muerte que me doy, la parte de tu muerte que yo puse de mi cosecha, cómo poder pagártela… Ni la parte de vida que tuvimos juntos.

I would not have thought," he wrote to Mästlin, "that it could be so sweet, in union with my brothers, to suffer injury for religion, to abandon house, fields, friends, and nation. If real martyrdom is like this, to lay down one's life, our exultation is so much the greater, the greater the loss, and it is an easy matter to die for faith."23

In peace sons bury their fathers; in war fathers bury their sons.

I am sure old men forget what it was to be young and to be wholly in love. Not even I can remember those breathless moments. That's why they give old men important jobs and big salaries and orchestras to lead. To pay us back for the terrible loss we have sustained.

his lost princess and his queen; but when this

What the good Lord giveth, he also taketh away. Then he puts it back again.

The man of self regards the loss of his wealth, his comforts, or his life as the greatest calamities which can befall him. The man of principle looks upon these incidents as comparatively insignificant, and not to be weighed with loss of character, loss of Truth.

A year or so ago, a guy I didn't like died. We used to argue all the time over our opinions. Now he's dead. I guess I won.

Money you lose you can always make back. But even five minutes of time lost is gone forever.

I would sit snug in this giant couch inside this giant apartment in the dark thinking, "how stupid was I? I made money when it was easy and then I lost it all.

Every night I woke up in dread, terrified of yet one more insecure tomorrow. I wasn't even brave enough to kill myself. And the truth was only leading me closer to a death agony. The agony that youth was gone, and for the rest of my tomorrows I was finished, crushed by my responsibilities, and the carved out hole of loss inside of me.

Somebody, said Jacques, your father or mine, should have told us that not many people have ever died of love. But multitudes have perished, and are perishing every hour - and in the oddest places! - for the lack of it.

Any real change implies the breakup of the world as one has always known it, the loss of all that gave one an identity, the end of safety.

I simply wondered about the dead because their days had ended and I did not know how I would get through mine.

After departure, only invisible things are left, perhaps the life of the world is held together by invisible chains of memory and loss and love. So many things, so many people, depart! And we can only repossess them in our minds.

Why am I going home? he asked himself. But he knew why. It was time. In order not to lose all that he had gained, he had to move forward and risk it all.

No matter how it seems now, I must confess: I loved him. I do not think that I will ever love anyone like that again. And this might be a great relief if I did not also know that, when the knife has fallen, Giovanni, if he feels anything will feel relief.