Quotes About Loss

Imposible mencionar a San Ángel sin recordar tiempos que pasaron y que, como las golondrinas de Bécquer, no volverán.

Que me da lástima porque me encariñé con los personajes. Y ahora se terminó, y es como si estuvieran muertos.

Puede que la verdadera felicidad esté en la convicción de que se ha perdido irremediablemente la felicidad. Entonces empezamos a movernos por la vida sin esperanzas ni miedos, capaces de gozar por fin todos los pequeños goces, que son los más perdurables.

Later, my father died up in Marysville. So, my mother and I got in the car and came down to Hollywood.

From Thérèse's perspective, "they didn't think about death enough, and yet death had paid its visit to a great number of those whom I knew, the young, the rich, the happy

Tessa's final photo was different from the rest. It was a close-up of her face. In color. She had taken it at the Empyrean Hotel, on the night she first saw Skylar's spirit. But of the hundreds of people looking at this photo, only Tessa knew the tiny glint in her eyes was the reflection of a ghost—the ghost of a boy who loved her so much that he had crossed the boundary of life and death to be with her one last time.

Skylar?" Dr. Nagash's expression, honed by years of delivering bad news, turned grave. "Skylar was in the accident, too. He was injured severely." "Is he here?" Tessa asked, her voice faint and hoarse. "In the… hospital?" "Tessa, he didn't make it to the hospital. Skylar died at the scene of the accident. I'm terribly sorry.

Dr. Nagash tried to comfort Tessa. He assured her they had people in the hospital who would help her get over the grief. That she was still young and had her whole life ahead of her. But how could the rest of her life ever match the 211 days she loved a green-eyed boy named Skylar?

Her iPhone, like Skylar, was dead.

Seeing her friend's distress, Shannon swerved to the side of the road and parked. She wrapped Tessa in her arms. "It's gonna be okay," she insisted. "We'll get through this. I swear." Tessa choked back tears. "I never got to say goodbye." "I know." "I don't even remember the last thing I said to him…. What if it was something bitchy?

I just wish I could have one more day with him… one more hour." "I'm sure he feels the same way," Shannon assured her. "Wherever he is.

Y, además, los mejores sentimientos acaban por desgastarse, todo se degrada.

C'est en regardant les objets du quotidien, tel un couteau à beurre, que l'on se rend compte que quelqu'un est parti et qu'il ne reviendra plus ; un stupide couteau à beurre qui taille à jamais des tranches de solitude dans votre vie.

Vidiš", re?e on sjedaju?i, "to je ?udno, ali pronalazimo svakojake razloge ne bismo li sprije?ili sebe da volimo, zato što se plašimo da ?emo patiti, da ?emo jednog dana biti ostavljeni. Volimo, me?utim, život, iako znamo da ?e nas on jednog dana napustiti.

Je n'imaginais pas pouvoir aimer comme je l'ai aimée. J'ai cru à elle comme on croit à un rêve. Quand il s'est évanoui, j'ai disparu avec lui.

When an old person dies, it's as though a library has burnt to the ground.

Ölen bir anne, yanan bir kitapl?kt?r.

M?t ai Ä'ó ta yêu thÆ°Æ¡ng là Ä'i?u th?t khinh kh?ng, nhÆ°ng Ä'i?u t? nh?t là chÆ°a bao gi? g?p ???c má»™t ai nhÆ° th?.

Meine Eltern fehlen mir ganz furchtbar, Waise zu sein ist ein Abgrund der Eisamkeit, aus dem ich mich nicht befreien kann.

You know," he said, easing down into the chair. "It's funny how we always search for reasons not to love—fear of suffering, fear of abandonment—but the love of life, oh, how much you can take for granted until you realize that, one day, you're going to lose all of it.

Regnet piskade honom i nacken, rann in under rocken och blöte ner hans skjorta som klistrade sig mot ryggen. Till och med uniformen hade förlorat sin värdighet.

Cómo había podido desaparecer todo ese amor? Y, sobre todo, ¿adónde se había ido? Quizá el amor sea como una sombra, alguien lo pisa y se lo lleva puesto. A lo mejor demasiada luz es peligrosa para el amor, o quizá sea al revés, sin luz la sombra del amor se desvanece y termina por desaparecer.

Worse than the feeling of loss that comes with a breakup is the feeling of losing. Loss is a state of emotional injury that you can get past; losing is a feeling of humiliation and defeat that stays fresh. The latter causes most of the problems in the world. If there is another man involved, it is almost impossible not to judge yourself as a failure and see him as an enemy.

within the space of a single lifetime, it was all gone.