Quotes About Loss

The older I get, the more I see there are these crevices in life where things fall in and you just can't reach them to pull them back out. So you can sit next to them and weep or you can get up and move forward. You have to stop worrying about who's not here and start worrying about who is.

Poor land, poor land, what do you mean to the heart that moves in me? Poor love, poor love, poor wife of mine, why do you weep so bitterly? (from Retribution book 2, I)

What we lose with each death, though, is more like stars falling out of the sky and into the sea and gone. The something undone, the something that won't ever be done, always remains unendurable to consider. A permanent loss of possibility, so that what is left is only ever better than nothing, but the loss is limitless.

I could stand before him, be in his arms as I was just then, and still be lost to him, some phantom of a desire he cherished more than he cherished me, the woman he claimed to love.

If Chopin's Nocturne in F Minor, op. 55, no. 1 is like looking for a love lost in the darkness, this is the descent into love, in all its richness, mortifications, and subsequent glories.

if we suffer a loss of love as young children, the grief may still be in us. Children cannot properly mourn such losses because they cannot conceive of a replacement. Such a loss could be caused by the death of a parent, by loss of contact with one parent through divorce, or by parental rejection.

Such a loss is devastating to a young child unless there is a replacement.

The child can only react by denying the loss and living in the fantasy that the parent will return with love.

Sorrow and loss are meant to prepare us for the vision of God to purge the inward eye that it may see Him.

Is this what real homelessness is like? Not just a particular set of roof and walls gone, but a sense of the death of companionship?

Ye flowers that drop, forsaken by the spring, Ye birds that, left by summer, cease to sing, Ye trees that fade, when Autumn heats remove, Say, is not absence death to those who love?

Oh name forever sad! forever dear!Still breath'd in sighs, still usher'd with a tear.

Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all.

Not louder shrieks to pitying heav'n are cast,   When husbands, or when lapdogs breathe their last;   Or when rich China vessels fall'n from high,   In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie! 160

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.

The saddest thing that befalls a soul is when it loses faith in god and woman.

I thought you were gone forever, I thought you'd walked away from everything, because I failed, because I destroyed the only thing that ever mattered to me. I waited for you to come, but you didn't.

carved this for Gaius just days before he left," he said, his voice thick. He didn't add

And like a soprano shattering glass, Juliet heard something snap deep inside. It was the sound of her heart breaking.

It's true what they say: life does go on and joy does return, and often it's in the most unexpected of places,' she continues, 'but you never get over losing someone; you just get better at coping with it.

One thing I've learned through this bloody awful time is that grief isn't linear. You can be doing all right, then it will suddenly come out of nowhere. It's the silly little things that remind you .

but having witnessed Cricket's heartbreak, there seems to be little comfort to be gained when someone you love dies. It's just a case of necessity. Of getting on with it. Of putting one foot in front of the other, and breathing in and out.

she'd realized—too late—that the habit of loving him had long since replaced love itself.

That Billy was her only child was testimony to death of the romance.