Quotes About Loss

Learn to appreciate things before you end up losing them.

Losing them leaves this gaping hole in your life and nothing can fill it." He shook his head. "it's a loss you live with forever. I forget how much it hurts, sometimes for days at a time. And then it'll hit me again.

Love is a debt, she thought. When the bill comes, you pay in grief.

The more we love, the more it hurts, and the more we have to let go.

Father says it will come in time. "Time heals," he says. I don't tell him that I don't know what time is.

For with but one generation, History and truth are lost forever.

I still cry on waking. I'm not sure why. I feel nothing. Nothing I can name, anyway. It's like breathing - something that happens over which I have no control. (6)

I saw sadness when I looked at what was left of them. The demigods who had once controlled the heavens had been brought low, humbled to the point of death. I always imagined I heart their crumbled masterpieces singing an endless mourning dirge. I turned, looking at the wild grass shivering across the plateau. "I see only reminders that nothing lasts forever, not even greatness." "Some things last." I faced him. "Really? And just what would that be?" "The things that matter.

Crown Prince Walther of Morrighan was dead... Silence choked the crowd for a moment and then mother after mother, sister, father, wife, brother, fell to their knees.

My mother's abscence hit me in a new, bitter way, because sometimes you can't begin to know everything you've lost until someone shows you what you might have had.

Memories are short. It is the forgetting that I fear.

Words, Kaden. Only lost unsaid words that added up to good-bye.

I love you," I cried, even as I choked on water. If there were to be last words he heard from me, I wanted it to be those. And then I felt us sliding, tumbling, the world turning upside down, and I lost sight of him, lost sight of everything,

His death only gave me an ending -- it didn't give back what had been taken

Our fingers unlace so slowly that I am certain some part of me has been left behind on her fingertips.

There were no rules to grief, but there were rules to life, and in those first few days, the requirements of the living demanded I keep going.

Seeing Malich dead was suddenly a very small victory. The satisfaction trickled away, like his blood across the floor. His death only gave me an ending-it didn´t give back what had been taken.

Memories are short. It is the forgetting I fear.

It wasn't pain I feared, but no longer feeling it-no longer feeling anything.

sometimes you can't begin to know everything you've lost until someone shows you what you might have had.

Never let one handful of soil slip through your fingers, or you will lose it all.

We can never know the exact moment when someone will leave our lives forever. How many times had I bargained with the gods for one more day, one hour, just one minute. Was that too much to ask? One minute to say the unsaid things that were still trapped inside me. Or maybe I only wanted one more minute to say a real good-bye.

Look. Take a good long look and remember the lives lost. Real people that someone loved. Before you go about the task I have given you, see the devastation and remember what they did. What could happen again. Know what is at stake. Dragons eventually wake and crawl from their dark dens.

Loss flooded my throat. It had gripped me today with a fresh, cruel hand, reaching into my heart, tugging, reminding me of what I had lost... My mother's absence hit me in a new, bitter way, because sometimes you can't begin to know everything you've lost until someone shows you what you might have had.