Quotes About Loss

Our memories give back life to those who no longer exist.

Sometimes someone will walk in and walk out of your life, and will never try and undercut your value or question your worth. Because some things in life just can't be bartered, and that's your self-worth.

Hell is.. Where we leave behind all hope.

You have known defeat, and suffering. And known loss, and have found your way out and have a understanding of life that fills you with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving courage to say, Yes to life.

but I am further persuaded that sex (and its accompanying fantasy of romantic love) is now carrying the burden of much of our lost spirituality.

All of life is attachment and loss, an unavoidable, rhythmic exchange.

So much of life is on automatic pilot, and we pay for this loss of consciousness over and over in the sabotage of relationships, in our self-stultifying attitudes, and in the shameful power we routinely bequeath to others in managing our values.

Occasionally someone rises from evening meal, Goes outside, and goes, and goes, and goes. . . Because somewhere in the East a sanctuary stands. And his children lament as though he had died. And another, who dies within his house, Remains there, remains amid dishes and glasses, So

Love either starves to death and becomes a shadow, or else it dies young and remains a dream.

Never put things off…you will wake up and find them gone.

Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand.

Wonderlawn's lost us for ever. Alis, alas, she broke the glass! Liddell lokker through the leafery, ours is mistery of pain.

He had not died but he had faded out like a film in the sun. He had been lost or had wandered out of existence for he no longer existed. How strange to think of him passing out of existence in such a way, not by death but by fading out in the sun or by being lost and forgotten somewhere in the universe!

His eyes were dimmed with tears and, looking humbly up to heaven, he wept for the innocence he had lost.

What doth it profit a man to gain the whole world if he suffer the loss of his immortal soul?

What did it proft a man to gain the whole world if he lost his soul?

It's when it's all over that you'll miss him, said my aunt.

Weep no more, Comyn said. —Go on then, Talbot. —And the story, sir? —After, Stephen said. Go on, Talbot. A swarthy boy opened a book and propped it nimbly under the breastwork of his satchel. He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the text: —Weep no more, woful shepherds, weep no more For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor...

Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand.

en reuniones como ésta vienen a nuestra mente pensamientos tristes: el recuerdo del pasado, de la juventud, de los cambios, de rostros desaparecidos a los que echamos en falta esta noche. Nuestro viaje por la vida está jalonado de esos tristes recursos y, si tuviésemos que estar pensando en ellos todo momento, no encontraríamos el valor de acabar nuestra obra entre los vivos

A brother is as easily forgotten as an umbrella.

He had not died but had faded out like a film in the Sun. He had been lost or had wandered out of existence for he no longer existed.

E' morto per un brutto caso di ventesimo secolo.

The hour-long service confused John Jr. He fidgeted and asked, "Where's my daddy?" The sacred music, the religious incantations, and the somber setting proved too much for Jackie. She could no longer hold it in. She began to cry uncontrollably. Her sobbing body heaved and shook.