Quotes About Loss

Through thickest gloom look back, immortal shade, On that confusion which thy death has made.

She loves him so but he didn't stay. The wind can't blow this storm away.

they understand that when we mourn for a pet we mourn for more than just the animal itself; we mourn for the time it marked in our lives, the time that will never be regained.

Our dog died from licking our wedding picture.

I know, but if I feel this bad for Gramps, how am I going to feel when it's Dad?" Tyler told me. "You'll feel even worse, of course, but you'll carry on, because happiness has a way of creeping in again. It really does," I said.

He must be really dead to need so desperately to feel alive.

Death undoes us less, sometimes, than the hope that it will never come.

The mother of Jesus, I sometimes remember, was visited by an angel and is seen as a saint; the mother of the Buddha died at his birth. Is it any surprise that Buddhism is about learning to live with loss, while Christianity is about salvation from above?

Nichts tröstet, weil nichts ein Leben ersetzen kann.

Cette stupeur va durer quelques secondes, pendant lesquelles tout le monde va quitter la vie, s'absenter, perdre le fil de l'existence.

Mignonne, allons voir si la rose Qui ce matin avait declose Sa robe de pourpre au soleil, A point perdu cetter verpree, Les plis de sa robe pourpree, Et son teint au votre pareil

When followed correctly, the Dukan Diet is both a safe and effective method of weight loss.

the only thing each of us lives and loses is the present.

When we were making 'Toy Story,' my grandmother was very ill, and she knew she was not going to make it. I went back to visit her, and there was a moment during that visit that I had to say goodbye, and I knew I'd never be seeing her again. I looked at her and knew that I was looking at her for the last time.

I'm 78. We've lost a lot of our great stars. I can't hang out with those who aren't here. The phone service to Heaven is so bad, you know. But I get to visit with their memories.

I couldn't have foreseen all the good things that have followed my mother's death. The renewed energy, the surprising sweetness of grief. The tenderness I feel for strangers on walkers. The deeper love I have for my siblings and friends. The desire to play the mandolin. The gift of a visitation.

My dad died suddenly. He had a heart attack aged 52. When the hospital phoned to tell me, it felt like when you take your sunglasses off and the light changes. A visual thing happened, which must have been shock or adrenaline. It changed everything.

When you lose a parent, you realize how vital they are to the foundation of your life. It's impossible to understand what it means until that curtain is pulled. You're an orphan. But then I think that life is kind of remarkable, and the thing that causes the biggest pain can also bring amazing energy.

Poetry and fiction have grieved for a century now over the loss of some vitality which they think they see in a past from which we are by now irrevocably alienated.

I remember very vividly a little plaid dress on which my father sewed all these hanging beads, little horses and stuff. It was my favourite thing ever. I had it when I was four, and I kept it until I was 12, when I gave it to the little neighbour girl. For years, I regretted giving it to her, even though I had no use for it.

Hearing loss has not affected my vocal range. I can still pitch perfectly, but without the hearing aids, I don't hear the intricate high parts of the actual spectrum.

I have a lot of security - I lost my mother to the Taliban because of a lack of security - and that explains partly why I can be so vocal.

I know the injustice of outliving a child, the pain of a future stolen away, of mourning forever a voice you'll never hear.

Reading about people who were so truly voiceless and powerless - Liberian child soldiers, Sudanese refugees, and, especially, Kashmiri women whose husbands or sons were imprisoned by the army with no hope of release - made me think about how I would feel if someone took my brothers from me.