Quotes About Loss

When we lose someone we've allowed to be our whole life, we find that we have very little left to sustain us. Not only have we distanced ourselves from God, but we've lost something of ourselves in the process. When my husband passed away, I discovered that my relationship with God had been a shallow one at best, and that I had no reservoir of inner strength to draw from.

But yet, but yet . . . the night he died, they [the elephants] were right there outside his house. And they came every evening for the next week as the sun set, until his ashes were scattered on the land he loved. Then they left.

I dialed it now, and the machine picked up. I listened to a dead man's voice. I hung up, wondering how long it would be before someone unplugged the machine, how long before the telephone company cut off the phone service. You don't die all at once. Not anymore. These days you die a little at a time.

Remember when Adric drove that freighter full of antimatter into the Earth, and wiped out the dinosaurs for you? You felt like you'd lost so much, but let's be honest, you won that day. You did what you always do. You looked after history. You made sure the dinosaurs died out, dead on schedule.

We want to forget until we start to forget. from the poem Regret

I cried for what should have been.

In every generation until mine, most of humanity lived with the night sky. As people began moving into cities and using more illumination, the sky gradually disappeared. There must be a corresponding loss of wonder without the stars to remind us where we stand in creation.

Andrew Wood's death changed things for a few weeks. I probably got even heavier into drugs after that.

Kurt and I weren't the closest of friends, but I knew him well enough to be devastated by his death. For such a quiet person, he was so excited about having a child.

Alas! we wake: one scene alone remains-- The exiles by the streams of Babylon.

Having your book turned into a movie is like seeing your oxen turned into bouillon cubes.

It's death, that's what I'm suffering from. The systematic encroachment of the big D.

Violence gains nothing, killing wins nothing -- only sometimes nothing is what people want. Death is what they want. And they get it.

If one morning in the Spring, a stranger came and said to me, your mother,father, brother, sister, uncle, lover, friend is dead from a b-52, napalm bombing, search and destroy misson, air attack, Tet offensive, My Lai massacre, failed escape, I would not scream but make of my body a net, a tarp, stretched taut across the sky, the sea, over every village and hamlet, prepared to catch everything from the sky, shade everything on the ground, rain water and receive yyou, war, with arms outstretched

Every sad thing, every loss or hurt really a challenge to love that much more, really just another of beauty's many strongholds.

What happened? They had it! They had it in the palm of their hands! They grabbed defeat from the jaws of victory!

Weep not for me, my friends so dear. I am not dead, just sleeping here. My grassy bed, my grave you see. Prepare in life to follow me. -Zee, off a gravestone

We see our friends are round us falling. We see them buried deep in dust. In solemn silence yet they're calling. Prepare for death, for die you must. -Zee

Death strips all men of dignity.

Now they broke my toothbrush, I don't own anything.

Miracles aren't always awe inspiring. They aren't always beautiful and obvious. Sometimes they're sticky and gross. Sometimes they're painful and full of loss. Sometimes you'll miss them if you blink. My eyes are wide open today.

The nature of things dictates that we must leave those dear to us. Everything born contains its own cessation

Life had gone on. It always did. that's what you learned as you got older. Time. It kept moving. You wished you could change. They were gone. They left you in a snap.

in a snap the world can fall down around you and leave you, for years and years, trying to get back to a place where once upon a time you were happy.