Quotes About Loss

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Out of everything I've lost, I miss my mind the most!

When you're in love, it's not just about the messing around in the sack, it's about how empty you feel when they're gone.

A heart's a hard thing to live without. I should know. I've tried it, he said.

My soul had a hole in it, in the place where you had been. I still feel like there's a part of me missing. A big part of me. It hurts all the time. Every day.

Und was passiert, wenn du nicht mehr da bist, um [...] mich immer daran zu erinnern, wie ein Zuhause ist?

That was one of the strange things about grief. How it turned some into weights and reduced others to the molted skin of the person they'd been.

It began with a memory. Decades, and then centuries fell away leaving Lenobia young and naïve again, and in the cargo hold of the ship that had carried her from France to America—from one world to another. It was during that journey that Lenobia had met Martin, the man who should have been her Mate for his entire life. Instead he had died too young and had taken her love to the grave with him.

There were worse things than dying, and those worse things happened to the people you left behind.

How will it ever be bearable, Priestess?" His voice was rough. He sounded completely broken. "You'll see her again. She's with Nyx now. She'll either wait for you in the Goddess's meadow, or she'll be reborn and her soul will find you again during this lifetime. You can bear it because you know that spirit never really ends-we never really end.

Damien has died and gone straight to gay boy heaven,' Shaunee said...

How can losing love make you want to destroy people?

But you don't belong here! You're dead! I sobbed against his chest. Zo, babe, this is the Otherworld. It's not me who doesn't belong here-it's you.

Fond as he was of Pongo, Lord Ickenham could not see him as a breaker of hearts. Yet it appeared plain that his loss had left a large gap in this girl's life.

If suddenly you do not exist, If suddenly you are not living, I shall go on living. I do not dare, I do not dare to write it, if you die. I shall go on living.

Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness And the infinite tenderness shattered you like a jar.

In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.

Todo te lo tragaste, como la lejania, como el mar, como el tiempo... Ese fue mi destino y en el viajo mi anhelo, y en el mi anhelo, todo en ti fue naufragio! (You swallowed everything, like distance, like the sea, like time. This was my destiny and it was the voyage of my longing, in it my longing fell, in you everything sank.)

Like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.

Entre los labios y la voz, algo se va muriendo. Algo con alas de pájaro, algo de angustia y de olvido

If you should ask me where I've been all this time I have to say Things happen. I have to dwell on stones darkening the earth, on the river ruined in its own duration: I know nothing save things the birds have lost, the sea I left behind, or my sister crying. Why this abundance of places? Why does day lock with day? Why the dark night swilling round in our mouths? And why the dead?

If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my breast, it will rain in my soul night and day, the snow will burn my heart, I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow, my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall live

I will die kissing your mad cold mouth, embracing the lost bouquet of your body, and searching for the light of your closed eyes

Soy el desesperado, la palabra sin ecos, el que lo perdiò todo, y el que todo lo tuvo.