Quotes About Loss

So many words get lost. They leave the mouthand lose their courage, wandering aimlessly until they are swept into the gutter like dead leaves. On rainy days you can hear their chorus rushing past.

Wealth lost-something lost Honor lost-much lost Courage lost-all lost.

Father's Day makes me wish I could talk to my Dad just one more time, instead of all the time.

With my dad passing away, he's always watching me-a big smile on his face, watching every snap on the 50-yard line.

When my dad died a lot of songs came, and they're still coming.

I don't really have any childhood memories of my dad, unfortunately, .. I was 10 years old when he passed, so my memories are kind of skewed. I don't have many memories of my childhood, period.

Nolan Ryan helped me with baseball, and my dad passing away gave me a bigger heart.

They needed to grieve alone was what Tibby's dad said. Lena wondered if really there was any choice in that. Everyone grieved alone.

My dad died when I was 14. It was very sudden, traumatic, and confusing. I always felt I could have gone down a bad road at that point, but I made a choice to be a winner.

Losing dad (Bobby Bonds) was the worst thing in the world.

I didn't want to see them lower him into the ground in the spot he'd picked out with his dad, and I didn't want to see his parents sink to their knees in the dew-wet grass and moan in pain.

Through thickest gloom look back, immortal shade, On that confusion which thy death has made.

Death steals everything except our stories.

Heaven deprives me of a wife who never caused me any other grief than that of her death.

Teenagers too often have to deal with loss and death. You had to cope with the untimely death of your brother; how can young people deal with such tragedies?

Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement.

All has been looted, betrayed, sold; black death's wing flashed ahead.

Grief is itself a medicine.

Nothing on earth can make up for the loss of one who has loved you.

To lose a son under those circumstances - a violent death like my son went through, it just puts a burden on your heart.

Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.

Death is a supple suitor, that wins at last. It is a stealthy wooing; conducted first by pallid innuendos and dim approach, but brave at last with bugles.

Death is never easy when you know the people doing the dying.

Loved. You can't use it in the past tense. Death does not stop that love at all.