Quotes About Loss

This iswhat divorce is: taking things you no longer want from people you no longer love

When money's scarce life is a daily emergency, everything is freighted with potential loss, you feel even the smallest misstep will destroy you. When there's money, it's different, even a real emergency never quite touches you, you're always shielded from risk. You are, in some sense, too big to fail.

The happy ending is never universal. Someone is always left behind.

the state is not what it once was. It is complicit in this new, shared global reality in which states deregulate to privatize gain and re-regulate to nationalize loss.

For ridding oneself of faith is like boiling sea-water to retrieve the salt – something is gained but something is lost. Though

I didn't know what to do with all of the sadness. A hundred and fifty years! Do you have any idea how long a hundred and fifty years is in the family of man? She clicked her fingers, and I thought of Miss Isabel, counting children in for the beats of a dance. That long, she said.

Keista, kaip mes smerkiame kitus, užmirš? vargan? savo b?t?, kol j? netenkame, kai juos iš m?s? atima mirtis. Atima, nes jie niekada mums nepriklaus?...

Is it not the loss of things which makes life bitter?

and of storehouses and of freight-trains—destruction

And if the City falls but a single man escapes. He will carry the City within himself on the roads of exile. He will be the City.

if we lose the ruins nothing will be left

People always seemed to think that you stopped believing things in a single, lightning-bolt moment, an instantaneous revelation of loss. For her, at least, the process of disenchantment had been achingly slow.

So the beginning of this was a woman and she had come back from burying the dead. Not the dead of sick and ailing with friends at the pillow and the feet. She had come back from the sodden and the bloated; the sudden dead, their eyes flung wide open in judgment.

Those who love us never leave us alone with our grief.

They, the men, were saving with the mind what they lost with the eye.

Those who love us never leave us alone with our grief. At the moment they show us our wound, they reveal they have the medicine. Barracoon: The Story of the Last "Black Cargo" is a perfect example of this.

She sent her face to Joe's funeral, and herself went rollicking with the springtime across the world.

Something fell off the shelf inside her

They, the men, were saving with the mind what they lost with the eye. The women took the faded shirt and muddy overalls and laid them away for remembrance.

Nothing is so desolate as a place where life has been and gone.

The sunlight where I had lost them was still of Midas gold, but that which touched me where I stood had somehow turned to gilt.

A woman robbed of her love is more terrible than an army with banners.

He felt as empty as a post hole for he was none of the things he once had been. He was a man sitting on a rock. He had crossed over.

But I still always felt the absence of a mother.