Quotes About Loss

But what if this logical leap--these stressful things happened, and therefore life is crazy and unsustainable--limits our stories? The human brain is structured for loss aversion, and so negative moments stand out more starkly than positive moments, particularly if they fit a popular thesis.

It is not a terrible thing to love the world, knowing that the world is always passing and irrecoverable, to be known only in loss. To love anything good, at any cost, is a bargain." Holding

I know the grim probability of my own future. The odds are high that the best of me has already been ripped away and that id I don't keep hold of myself I will lose what's left.

No roll in the hay is worth losing what I've got.

You told us once not to be in such a hurry to grow up, but I don't see any way we could have avoided it. There was always someone out there ready to carve away another chunk of our innocence. Maybe because theirs was already gone and they couldn't stand the sight of our ignorant happiness. Because that's what innocence is, you know. A blissful oblivion of what's coming, of what you'll lose and what you'll gain, and what kind of person you'll grow up to be.

The more golden the memories became, so of course the loss seemed even greater.

Dear reader who finds this, if I am gone My name is Jinny I lived on this island I loved it I held on Too long

You can not die of grief, though it feels as if you can. A heart does not actually break, though sometimes your chest aches as if it is breaking. Grief dims with time. It is the way of things. There comes a day when you smile again, and you feel like a traitor. How dare I feel happy. How dare I be glad in a world where my father is no more. And then you cry fresh tears, because you do not miss him as much as you once did, and giving up your grief is another kind of death.

I've buried a husband, I've raised two daughters. I've made my coffee.

Losing Bogey was horrible, obviously. Because he was young. And because he gave me my life. I wouldn't have had a -- I don't know what would have happened to me if I hadn't met him -- I would have had a completely different kind of life. He changed me, he gave me everything. And he was an extraordinary man.

Eliza: The problem with YOU is that you don't take the RESPONSIBILITY for anything@ You think you can just run around, doing whatever you want to whoever you want, and that it's going to be fine. That everything is just going to be TAKE CARE of for you, with no consequences. Cooper: No. I don't, and I have had consequences from what happened with me and you. Eliza: Yeah? Like what? Cooper: I lost you, that was my consequence.

I traded being heartbroken over one guys for being completely heartbroken over another.

He takes a chicken tender and dunks it into the honey mustard. Something about that makes me sad. Because all the little things about him, like the way he loves honey mustard and the way he always forgets the cheese on my burger, aren't mine anymore. It's weird that everything can be the same, that he can go on liking honey mustard, and yet everything is different.

Te perdi -Dice.- Esa fue mi consecuencia -Cooper

Sebastian notices the girl too, so he opens up his binder to a fresh sheet of paper, then takes out a pen and writes, "I still really miss you.

I'll miss him," she said softly. Ty nodded. "Me, too." For a moment they both stood, stroking Chester in silence. "Hey, cheer up," Ty said. Amy realized he was looking at her downcast face. "At least it means -" "That another horse can come and be helped," Amy finished Ty's sentence for him. She grinned as she saw the surprise on his face. "We were thinking the same thing." "Oh, no, I need help!" Ty said. He dodged as she tried to hit him again.

Ruby's heart sank. The broken clasp. Not only had she let go of the one thing that might have saved her life, but she had also neatly tipped off the Count as to her whereabouts. That's why he had retraced his steps. That's why he had found her. RULE 7: DON'T FORGET THE LITTLE THINGS - IT'S THE LITTLE THINGS THAT WILL LEAD PEOPLE TO NOTICE THE BIG THINGS , or as Mrs Digby would no doubt say, A stitch in time saves you a whole lot of bother later on .

Rube, this is me you're talking to, Clancy Crew, remember? Your best buddy? And I hate to break it to you this way but your grandmother on your mother's side, she isn't sick - she's dead!

That's love. Real love is scary. Because you know what you stand to lose.

And then the crack seals up and I'm back on familiar ground, and I remember to miss my friend, and I am relieved.

My heart, as I closed the cabinet and rose to my feet, was a small dead creature. If I could bury it in the woods, I would.

In my bedroom, I squeezed shut my eyes, because it was too hard, that memory. Too hard, too painful, too much like losing a slice of myself, which, in fact, I had.

Stuart Weintraub was not only without Chloe, but also without sad Stuart eyes!

Love, the deadliest of all deadly things. It kills you. Alex. When you have it. Alex. And when you don't. Alex.