Quotes About Loss

A feeling of intense loss overwhelmed him for a moment as he thought of his once-charmed life—of love, and magic, and friends, all of it, and all of them, dead.

But if it failed to show itself she would not grieve too deeply, for fear that the mending of broken hearts be a puzzle neither wit nor time had the skill to solve.

They knew a lot, the dead. How many times had she said to Harry they were the world's greatest untapped resource? It was true. All they'd seen, all they'd suffered, all they'd triumphed over – lost to a world in need of wisdom.

Extinct," Steep murmured. "Yes." He smiled. "Extinct, extinct, extinct." It was like a mantra:

This is the thing, I think often, that never occurs to you when you consider what it would be like to lose someone you love. That you would miss not just the flowers and kisses, but the totality of the experience. You miss the failures and little evils with as much desperation as you miss being held in the middle of the night. I wish he were here now, and I was kissing him. I wish he were here now, and I was betraying him. Either would be fine, so fine, as long as he was here.

Grief is like that sometimes. Like water, it finds any opening, forces itself through any crack until it explodes, inexorable.

Grigor, of course, was in bed, having heaped enough blame on himself for his son's death that he could barley rise under the weight

It was the day after Sam's house collapsed, though she couldn't be sure. Best to measure time now with one of the Randall plantation's cotton scales, her hunger and fear piling on one side while her hopes were removed from the other in increments. The only way to know how long you are lost in the darkness is to be saved from it.

One day a pickaninny was happy and the next the light was gone from them; in between they had been introduced to a new reality of bondage.

Nowdays, Rosie the Rivetere was a former soccer mom who had just opened her own catering business when Last Night came down and her husband and kids were eaten by a parking attendant at the local megamall's discount- appliance emporium.

The peculiar institution made Cora into a maker of lists as well. In her inventory of loss, people were not reduced to sums, but multiplied by their kindnesses.

OddaliÅ' siÄ™ od babci tak bardzo jak wszyscy z rodziny, którzy odeszli, cho? siedziaÅ' naprzeciwko. Podczas odwiedzin powiedziaÅ' jej, ?e jest zdrowy, tylko smutny, ?e nie jest Å'atwo, ale jakoÅ› sobie radzi, a przecie? najbardziej na Å›wiecie chciaÅ' powiedzie?: Zobacz, babciu, co oni ze mnÄ… zrobili. Zobacz, co ze mnÄ… zrobili.

Reconnected the dead to the living world that processed without them.

För det är vad man gör när man tar någons barn – stjäl deras framtid.

that's what you do when you take away someone's babies—steal their future. Torture them as much as you can when they are on this earth, then take away the hope that one day their people will have it better.

Two other women took their own lives that spring, more than usual but nothing remarkable. No one with a name that would be remembered come winter, so shallow was their mark.

The streets were shrinking, and she felt about the places they led to the same way she felt about her hair when she saw it on the bathroom floor after her mother cut it off.

From then on whenever he heard the song he thought of the death of Munson. They always said that when the old city disappeared and something new took its place.

Now he thought about the poor man and his last view of earth: the groove of rust worn from the tub's leaky faucet, like the ooze from a wound.

Understanding that something is always lost when it comes to human beings.

Memory has a heavy backspin, yet it's still impossible to land exactly where we took off.

You can count the dead, but you can't count the cost. We've got no math for Heaven...

Watching them together slipped a knife between my ribs and hit my heart exactly.

How very odd it is to be abandoned by language, how the future demands what should have been asked in the past, how words can escape us with such ease, and we are left, then, only with the pursuit.