Quotes About Loss

"Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really."

"Grief doesn't have a plot. It isn't smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end."

"Dogs leave pawprints on our hearts"

"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal."

"I have sometimes thought of the final cause of dogs having such short lives and I am quite satisfied it is in compassion to the human race; for if we suffer so much in losing a dog after an acquaintance of ten or twelve years, what would it be if they were to live double that time?"

I cannot eat, I cannot drink; the pleasures of youth and love are fled away: there was a good time once, but now that is gone, and life is no longer life.

What's it to me if you love me or miss me or need me when you are doing nothing to be with me if you can't allow me to be the love of your life I will be the loss of your life instead

We all mourn in our own way. I mourn with a great steak.

I remember burying a girl fourteen years of age who had died with a ruptured appendix... I buried a good many people that I knew, some of whom I loved.

O loss of sight, of thee I most complain! Blind among enemies, O worse than chains, Dungeon, or beggary, or decrepit age!

When you get to my age, you find that most of your dear friends are gone.

To my deafness I'm accustomed, To my dentures I'm resigned, I can manage my bifocals, But Oh how I miss my mind.

At that age, it's one of the worse things in the world to wake up and not see your bike where you left it.

The loss of friends is a tax on age!

No, this is throwing up like coming off the tilt-a-whirl at age seven, like discovering that dead rat under the porch, like finding out someone you loved never loved you at all.

When you get to be my age, all your friends have either died or moved to Florida.

Age is a clever thief. It takes a little from you each day, so you're not aware of your loss until it'd irreversible.

In the seventeenth year of my age my mother died.

When you get to be my age there are more and more people you have known that you miss. Brion [Gysin], Antony Balch, Ian Summerville are ones I think of right away I was quite close to.

Unbelievable, George Michael has died at the age of 53. RIP.This dreadful year goes on and on.So sad, a real talent.

That amazing time in our lives is gone, and will never return. All the beautiful possibilities we had then have been swallowed up in the flow of time.

Old age isn't a battle old age is a massacre.

Of all the things I miss the thing I miss the most is my mind.

When the sparrow sings its final refrain, the hush is felt nowhere more deeply than in the heart of man.