Quotes About Loss

Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure; And spring comes green again to trees and grasses Where petals have been shed like tears And lonely birds have sung their grief. ... After the war-fires of three months, One message from home is worth a ton of gold. ... I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin To hold the hairpins any more.

Have you ever noticed there's no twilight in Africa? [...] It must affect the way the psyche develops. I think it makes people here stronger. No gentle twilight to ease them into the darkness. Maybe it's twilight that makes Westerners so sentimental. They can sit on their porches and watch day recede as night approaches. It gives them time to consider what they're going to lose. It's like dying slowly versus being shot.

You can't help him, Eva.' Louise's voice is flat and serious. 'You will only lose yourself trying, and no one will be able to find you.' (ANXIOUS HEARTS)

Tell me why you don't sleep. I didn't say goodbye. I knew what was happening, but I didn't say goodbye. I didn't even try to.

But if she had Clay and Turtle as friends, and then Turtle got himself killed by Queen Scarlet or accidentally set on fire, well, then she'd survive OK, because she'd still have Clay. It occurred to her that this was a rather morbid train of thought to be having about a new friend.

But —" she said, her voice swallowed by the hot air in the hushed room. "But I burnded it.

and I never got to tell Sunny I love her.

Maybe losing your soul isn't the right way to describe it," Turtle said. "Maybe it's more like … the more you use your power for bad things, the more you feel like you're entitled to use your power for anything. It makes it harder to go back — only forward into more bad things.

What happens if the scroll gets destroyed? Is your magic gone forever?" "No, then it comes back to me,

Nowadays we only lose a few dragons a year to the carnivorous plants." "The what now?" Swordtail said, his voice rising an octave. "CARNIVOROUS WHATS?

Nowadays we only lose a few dragons a year to the carnivorous plants." "The what now?" Swordtail said, his voice rising an octave. "CARNIVOROUS

It was Icicle. The memory faded, but the destroyed feeling hung heavily in Moon's chest. "She killed Crane," Sora sobbed into Umber's shoulder. "I saw her. I saw her. She's the one who killed our sister.

Several glasses of cactus cider went crashing to the floor and shattered around their talons.

back before both his father and Char had died from the weird sickness that swept the palace a few years ago.

when a dragon called Vengeance got a demonstration all over his stupid face. (No big loss, for the record. He was hideous before the encounter with that RainWing, too.)

Queen Glacier is dead,

General Sandstorm is already dead!

he'd died when the volcano erupted.

We'll probably never see him again.

Maybe the tiniest flash of me dancing on Wasp's grave?

Good-bye, my dearest love, her thoughts whispered. And then … blackness rushed up toward him, enfolding him in its wings, and he was gone.

At least Webs is dead,

a dragon called Vengeance got a demonstration all over his stupid face. (No big loss, for the record. He was hideous before the encounter with that RainWing, too.)

For oh dear, it is a spartan business, this growing old, this cleaving to life, because it demands that you jettison so much that once had been the very zest and pith of life, and why? So that life, pithless, and sans zest , may continue, and the flesh, oh, the flesh, the sins of the flesh - they are as motes in a fading sunbeam. And how I do miss them.