Quotes About Loss

When looking at any significant work of art, remember that a more significant one probably has had to be sacrificed.

A Golden Day I Found you and I lost you, All on a gleaming day. The day was filled with sunshine, And the land was full of May. A golden bird was singing Its melody divine, I found you and I loved you, And all the world was mine. I found you and I lost you, All on a golden day, But when I dream of you, dear, It is always brimming May.

To-day my skies are bare and ashen, And bend on me without a beam. Since love is held the master-passion, Its loss must be the pain supreme

That is Veronika Selig. A year ago she went with Roman Maria, into life. She stayed there a long time — in between, her eyes became darker. But now she is here, again. —

How do we even talk about the future when there's less and less of it every minute?

You see, my mother was a district nurse until she died when I was 14, and we used to move from time to time because of her work.

When we were kids we always used to say, 'Okay, whoever dies first, get a message through.' When John died, I thought, 'Well, maybe we'll get a message,' because I know he knew the deal. I haven't had a message from John.

Some of the agonies that burn in the heart forever begin as brief as snapshots.

exactly half the phenomenal world is gone

Grief is a sword, or it is nothing.

Having been a longtime Long Island resident, it's the secret that everyone knows about, that Bethpage and the site are a contaminated mess that is causing cancer and causing everyone suffering and loss of loved ones,"

As Sandra now knows, her husband, Jim, received the heart of a young woman from New York. Her family said she was prone to depression throughout her life, was shy and soft-spoken, had worked part-time in a flower shop, and had taken her own life in despair over a lost love.

And in that time, I lost my dad and had kids of my own. It was like, OK, I get it now. I know what fatherhood is all about. And you look at your parents differently.

She simply could not imagine lives ending so soon. Oh, you poor young men, she thought wildly.

My Dad, a small-town lawyer, was also named Paul. Until we lost him when I was 16, he was a gentle presence in my life. I like to think he'd be proud of me and my sister and brothers, because I'm sure proud of him and of where I come from, Janesville, Wisconsin.

By 1800 the U.S. Indian population stood at about 600,000, a pathetic remnant of the estimated 2.2 million on the eve of European colonization.

Beings die in war. That is the price that must be paid

Yes," Borkas said. "Things changed after you lost Murra. When was that, four years ago now?" Mors nodded. She hadn't heard anyone else say her wife's name in a long time.

Without the neural connection to his armor, he was conscious of the stumps of his legs, the ruin of his arms, the perpetual pain in his flesh. He

Losing something she loved had ripped her open in a way she had not expected. The pain hurt, but the pain was right. The Order had wrought a galaxy in which good capitulated to evil, where human feelings—Aryn's feelings—were crushed under the weight of Jedi nonattachment.

An emigration is possibly the loneliest experience a man can suffer. In a way it is not a country he has lost but a home, or even just a part of a home, a room perhaps, or something in that room that he has had to leave behind, and which haunts him. I remember a window-seat I used to sit in as a youth, reading Pushkin and teaching myself to smoke scented cigarettes. That window is one I am always knocking at, asking to be let in.

So much had changed in the intervening years. So much had been lost. Tents had been replaced with concrete and mud-brick, camels with 4x4s, nomadic freedom with taxes and identity cards and paperwork and all manner of bureaucratic restrictions. For all that they remained Bedouin at heart, desert dwellers and desert travellers, and they had only to come out here for a few hours to remind themselves of the fact, to reconnect with their illustrious heritage.

This "they win, the people lose" formula has become the one that has now set the world on its calamitous course.

Fighting and arguing are ways of maintaining contact (albeit of a negative kind). Even throughout the fighting these same individuals harbor reconciliation fantasies. People who have suffered a dramatic loss in the past (e.g., parental death or divorce) may be also reacting to these earlier, unresolved traumas.