Quotes About Loss

It makes it even, but look at us now. We were up on a mountain. We were up so high, Frank. We had it all, out there, that night. I didn't know I could feel anything like that. And we kissed and sealed it so it would be there forever, no matter what happened. We had more than any two people in the world. And then we fell down. First you, and then me. Yes, it makes it even. We're down here together. But we're not up high any more. Our beautiful mountain is gone.

Mildred, who had listened to this eulogy as one might listen to soul-nourishing organ music, came to herself with a start, and murmured: "She's a wonderful girl." "No—is a wonderful singer.

It began to appear that something larger than a lady's thimble might be needed to hold the blood shed in this war.

Booze, he thought. I chose booze over my Moonflower.

The day is breaking someone else's heart.

Lost, is it, buried? One more missing piece? But nothing's lost. Or else: all is translation And every bit of us is lost in it (Or found — I wander through the ruin of S Now and then, wondering at the peacefulness) And in that loss a self-effacing tree, Color of context, imperceptibly Rustling with its angel, turns the waste To shade and fiber, milk and memory.

People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.

Sarah: Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever...

Childhood is over when you know you're gonna die.

There was a time when that kind of thing looked like the kingdom of heaven, but somewhere along the line it had lost its glow. Maybe that was just the cost of growing up. And maybe the cost of growing up was too high.

The weird, weird thing about devastating loss is that life actually goes on. When you're faced with a tragedy, a loss so huge that you have no idea how you can live through it, somehow, the world keeps turning, the seconds keep ticking.

You love him so much it feels like you can't go on without him. You feel like you might die without him.

What did that stupid deserting crap-bag ex-boyfriend, ex-best friend with the most perfect stupid hair do? He DIDN'T delete his crap off the desktop before he fled my life and left me all alone. That's what he did.

Tears were dripping onto my dress, but I wasn't making any sound. There was no sound to express thid kind of pain. I didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything. Fang was not waiting for me out in the living room. Tomorrow morning, when I woke up, Fang would still be gone.

Iggy's spine tightened, his face like ice. When he'd been at the School, they'd tried to surgically enhance his night vision. Now he was blind forever. Oops.

Everything I loved was taken away from me, and I did not die.

That machine took my money!' I said. 'I must have revenge!

The weird, weird thing about devastating loss is tha life actually goes on.

That if I had to choose between dying tomorrow or spending the rest of my life without him, I would seriously consider picking imminent death.

Memory is all I have now

There are some feelings, and actions, for which words are utterly useless.

My parents were just carried out of the building in the service elevator, he shouted at the cops. They were vile, but they didn't deserve to be taken out with the trash!

But I needed this, Whit. I needed to pay him back. For stealing my life. For stealing our life together. - Celia

They were my parents. Dead. They died in their bed under freakish circumstances three months ago, leaving my brothers and me devastated and bankrupt.