Quotes About Loss

What are you, twelve?" "The man who loses the boy is a sad and serious man." "Irish philosophy?" Sasha responded to it by shoving the heel of her hand through the water, and sending it into his face.

Vais encontrá-la - afirmou ele, com um aceno solene de cabeça - Tu encontras sempre as coisaas que eu perco.

her long, lovely eyes, mirrored the grief. "It's a hard, hard thing. I can't even imagine it." "Your life stops right there. Just stops. And when it starts up again, it's different. It's never what it was before that moment. Never." He

Every day, in the midst of tragedy and despair, people go on. Every one of those who go on lives with loss, lives with uncertainty. Every one has a story to tell, of a life that was, a life that is. This is Ben's story.

No one could truly understand the measure of joy a mother received from giving birth to a child. No one could truly understand the devastation a mother experienced upon losing one.

When you forget what you have for what you've lost, grieving's an indulgence.

I loved him very much. Losing him cut me in two, the part that just wanted to lie down and die, and the part that had to go through the grief and the anger and the motions—and live." "Takes courage to live." Her

If he lost his mind in Lunacy, would he ever have had it to lose?

Love is the biggest lie. He will fuck you, and use you, and cheat and lie. He will give you pain until you are hollow and empty, until you are dried up and ugly. And dead.

Death is a problem of the living. Dead people have no problems.

I guess, really thinking about it, I always assumed when you missed someone , it was tangible...something real you could grab and hold on to, but it's a not-there feeling.

That night, stargazing on the deck with Dad, eyes on the sky, he pointed out Orion, Betelgeuse. It's an art to read the stars, baby. I never wanted to leave his side-my sure song for so long. Now? His eyes are stone changed. Just looking at them hurts my heart.

Probably most catastrophes end this way without an ending, the dead not even knowing how they died...,those who loved them forever questioning this unnecessary death, and the rest of us tiring of this inconsolable catastrophe and turning to the next one.

If he comes back," she nodded. I thought I saw tears in her eyes but I was mistaken. In all my life, I was never to see her cry. And also he was never to come back. Without interrupting each other, we both said at the same time, "Let's never get out of touch with each other." And we never have, although her death has come between us.

At Ilinskoye, Serge left the room in which his young sister-in-law had died completely untouched, locking a door that would never again be opened by anyone but himself.

I want two scars, one on each of my shoulder blades." He shrugged in confusion. "What do you mean?" "Two scars," I repeated, "for where my wings used to be, where my wings were torn away from me.

The flights were hijacked, the planes crashed into buildings, 2,977 people died, and the nineties collapsed with the skyscrapers.

I'm still alive, but I feel myself dying, person by person by person by person.

Six hundred and forty fish later, the only thing I know is everything you love will die. The first time you meet someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.

I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have.

It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die.

The truth is you can be orphaned again and again and again. The truth is, you will be. And the secret is, this will hurt less and less each time until you can't feel a thing. Trust me on this.

How everything you ever love will reject you or die. Everything you ever create will be thrown away. Everything you're proud of will end up as trash.

Anything you can aquire is only another thing you'll lose.