Quotes About Loss

I also had a brother who was like me a musician and a composer. A man of great talent, far more gifted than I. He died very young... he killed himself in the prime of his life.

A broker is a man who runs your fortune into a shoestring.

The worst thing that can happen to a man who gambles is to win

Men fear to lose as much as they hope to gain.

I saw a great many men die afterwards, some suffering horribly, but I do not recall any death that affected me quite so much as that of this first victim in my platoon.

Peace We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.

We earth men have a talent for ruining big, beautiful things.

Once a man has won a woman's love, the love is his forever. He can only lose the woman.

A man may lose the good things of this life against his will; but if he loses the eternal blessings, he does so with his own consent.

There are men who gain from their wealth only the fear of losing it.

We have lost many men and planes trying to intercept them.

Killed by a man with a switch blade knife, for 43 dollars my friend lost his life.

He looked at her as a man looks at a faded flower he has gathered , with difficulty recognizing the beauty for which he picked and ruined it.

History is a needle for putting men asleep anointed with the poison Of all they want to keep.

A man who makes a one-dollar profit on his expense account is dishonest. A man who loses five cents on one is a damned fool.

Love doesn't die; the men and women do.

We go to the grave of a friend saying, "A man is dead," but angels throng about him saying, "A man is born."

A man's life breath cannot come back again-- no raiders in force, no trading brings it back, once it slips through a man's clenched teeth.

Such is the frailty of man that even where he makes the truest and most forcible impression in the memory, in the heart of his beloved, there also he must perish.

During the year I stood there I had known was the loss of my heart. While I was in love I was the happiest man on earth.

When old men decided to barter young men for pride and profit, the transaction was called war.

Since my fried left me,I've got nothing to do but walking.I walk to forget.I walk,I escape,I get further.My friend will not come back,now I am a marathon man.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

Man is in love and loves what vanishes, What more is there to say?