Quotes About Loss

You take it for granted that it's always going to be that way; then without warning, it's gone. In an instant, all you're left with are the things you wanted to say, the hopes and dreams you'll never realize, a hole where your heart used to be.

grieving was a human process with known stages and unknown timetables.

In depression, I feel I have been taken over and have lost my self entirely. Instead, a rude incumbent has slumped into my life, leaving half-eaten sardines under the sofa and stale smells in every room.

Every marriage that ends in divorce; every serviceman who kills him- or herself; and every time a young warrior experience substance abuse issues, we witness a casualty of war.

I was going to buy a book on hair loss, but the pages kept falling out.

The bones came jumbled together from the kitchen... there was no way of telling my parents from my Brothers and Sisters. I put them all in the same urn. Sometimes, late at night, I hold them in my hands and cry.

We could go up to the top of the hill, and restructure our entrance, do away with the contradiction of being nowhere but here, the assumed proportion of a presence that will always escape, of being nowhere but near the presumed indifference that solicits our wakefulness. Day begins its indiscreet translation once again, flowing through the pearl white of loss, or the indelible deep blue of fractured words. Remove emptiness. Replace nothing.

When the real is no longer what it was, nostalgia assumes its full meaning.

Animals have no unconscious, because they have a territory. Men have only had an unconscious since they lost a territory.

I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.

If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction.

Timpul aducea cu el toate lucrurile care ne distrugeau ?i de care ne temeam: uzura, del?sarea, schimbarea, declinul ?i uitarea.

Tradi?iile nu câ?tig? nimic când sunt prea bine explicate. Ele nu pot decât s?-?i piard? din rigoare ?i îngustimea înc?p??ânat? care le dau o parte de frumuse?e.

Odata cu moartea unui b?trân piere pentru totdeauna ?i ceva din trecut ?i ceva din istorie. Ceea ce nu mai ?tiu nici eu din secretele bunicului meu, bunicii mele, unchilor mei, verilor mei, nu va putea s-o mai ?tie nimeni în urma mea.

At least a third of all the people in the world died.

I, his mistress, mad with grief, shall follow him...I shall share his glory. You speak of widowhood and deny me the white gown - the mourning of queens.

We endured. Hour after hour we endured, while inside us life's scream ran on, unstoppable. When the stars began imperceptibly to fade, we were still there, still breathing, and our father was still dead beside us, his face both sharp and slumped.

But whether I touch him or I run, whether I'm dreaming or I'm awake, on his birthday or on all other days, my whole life has been contaminated with the fact that he is dead.

But whether I touch him or I run, whether I'm dreaming or I'm awake, on his birthday or on all other days, my whole life has been contaminated with the fact that he is dead.

All that attacks is memory, all I suffer is regret.

He's part me and part Clan, and so is Ura. Or rather, she's part Oda and part that man who killed her baby.

Haley's view is the famous couplet "Better to have loved and lost/Than never to have loved at all" turned on its head: to her, it's better not to have loved, because what if you lose it?

Things changed. Things that defined your life altered and shifted while you weren't paying attention. Sometimes you didn't even notice until you missed them.

Life shouldn't be easy to lose. It's everything we have. The only thing we have, really--then gone so fast.