Quotes About Loss

When I tried to sing by myself, I felt sad and empty, for inevitably my father's favorite songs came to me, and before I got to "und auf den Wiesen blühen die Blümelein rot und blau" (and on the meadows bloom the little flowers red and blue), I had to hide and cry. He was buried somewhere in France, and I was sure no one had planted a flower on his resting place. Who would have, for a soldier who had fought for Hitler?

On the day I learned of Vati's death, my outlook on life changed profoundly. I had discovered that a good day could never be trusted to remain good, indeed, a good day would inevitably lead to disaster, and I must always be prepared for the worst. The glass was now half empty.

Castles Burning: A Child's Life in War, Magda Denes

I lost the sunshine and roses, I lost the heavens so blue, I lost the beautiful rainbow, I lost the morning dew. I lost the angel who gave me Summer the whole winter through, I lost the gladness that turned into sadness When I lost you.

After you get what you want you don't want it.

It is not only the living who are killed in war.

If you ask for too much, you lose even that which you have.

[John] Dalton's records, carefully preserved for a century, were destroyed during the World War II bombing of Manchester. It is not only the living who are killed in war.

Dalton's records, carefully preserved for a century, were destroyed during the World War II bombing of Manchester. It is not only the living who are killed in war.

The events in this story take place during the devastating Ukrainian famine of 1921–23, when more than a million people died of starvation and disease.

Zo zijn we Chlebnikov kwijtgeraakt. (...) Hij was de enige in het eskadron met een samowar. Op stille dagen dronken we samen hete thee. We werden door eendere hartstochten gedreven. We keken allebei naar de wereld als naar een weiland in mei, een weiland waarover vrouwen lopen, en paarden.

A heavy wallet is lined with tears.

Cocaine did him in, or morphine—did him in, they say, after he fell from an aeroplane somewhere in the marshes around Novgorod.

He was murdered in Stalin's purges in 1940, at the age of 45.

I do not think that a man's rise to power is necessarily the climax of his life or that his loss of office should be equated with his fall.

There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.

There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.

Perhaps we are in this world to search for love, find it and lose it, again and again. With each love, we are born anew, and with each love that ends we collect a new wound. I am covered with proud scars.

If I write something, I fear it will happen, and if I love too much, I fear I will lose that person; nevertheless, I cannot stop writing or loving...

We are doomed to choose and every choice may entail irreparable loss.

the springs of human joy are almost always poisoned by possessiveness; and the joy of possession is restricted by the object possessed and by the fear of losing it.

I joined the army to avenge the deaths of my family and to survive, but I've come to learn that if I am going to take revenge, in that process I will kill another person whose family will want revenge; then revenge and revenge and revenge will never come to an end...

How many more times do we have to come to terms with death before we find safety?" he asked. He waited a few minutes, but the three of us didn't say anything. He continued: "Every time people come at us with the intention of killing us, I close my eyes and wait for death. Even though I am still alive, I feel like each time I accept death, part of me dies. Very soon I will completely die and all that will be left is my empty body walking with you. It will be quieter than I am.

My childhood had gone by without my knowing, and it seemed as if my heart had frozen.