Quotes About Loss

If by losing the spirit of prayer, you mean losing the heavenly sensations of deep devotion, I am afraid that does not matter a scrap.

Those whose lives were lost on September 11 will remain in our thoughts and prayers forever.

What do I haveto help me, without spell or prayer,endure this hour, endless, heartless, anonymous,the death of love?

Like many Americans my thoughts and prayers are with the people of London. My deepest sympathies are extended to those who lost a loved one in the recent terror attacks.

No. The universe has to move forward. Pain and loss, they define us as much as happiness or love. Whether it's a world, or a relationship... Everything has its time. And everything ends.

Sometimes you can only feel something by its absence. By the empty spaces it leaves behind.

Even as a child I had a strong relationship with yearning and desire. And loss. Those things spoke to me.

I use to love you honey, 'til you spent all my money.

Death is the end of a lifetime, not the end of a relationship.

Death ends a life, it does not end a relationship.

Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away- and leaves behind only silence.

There's no love like a lost love and no pain like a broken heart.

Death ends a life, but it does not end a relationship, which struggles on in the survivor's mind toward some resolution which it may never find.

There are so many things that demand to be said. Where did you go? Do you ever think about me? You've ruined me. Are you okay? But of course, I can't say any of that.

Death ends a life. But it doesn't end a relationship.

When a relationship dies do we ever really give up the ghost or are we forever haunted by the spirits of relationships past?

Might have been a time when I loved her too but you take that away and you'll always be the one.

Maybe that was the price of loving someone: you lost your grasp of where they ended and you began.

Gave my money all to you, took my watch and pawned it, too.

Had she come all the way for this,To part at last without a kiss?Yea, had she borne the dirt and rainThat her own eyes might see him slainBeside the haystack in the floods?

This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.

Earth is a homicide victim. We lose our children. There are wars. Disease. And God comes strolling by like a cosmic Billie Burke.

From these he had fled into love, but now the love had grown cold, and in the night he heard it whistling through the chambers of his heart like a lost and gently crying wind.

I just lost 'Hope,' that's all.