Quotes About Loss

and their hearts are already eroded and I too

it's a pitiable likeness of clear running struggling to keep up with what's already gone

as soon as the grief as soon as a ghost begins to shake me from the inside

what a block of hope what a kleptomaniac what a thief of life I am

and the whole apparition only ever known backwards already too late now almost gone

somebody lost out late again

rewinding and grieving rewinding and grieving

it makes me shiver like a dead soldier returning his empty clothes to his bride but she's married someone else

Autumn is the season when you know what's coming next is harder than what is now. In pale spring you look forward to bright summer; in hot summer to the cool of fall; in winter to the hope of spring. In fall, you watch what you have blow away.

Each time I told my story, I lost a bit, the smallest drop of pain. It was that day that I knew I wanted to tell the story of my family. Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.

Sometimes you cry, Susie, even when someone you love has been gone a long time.

My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.

Loss could be used as a measure of beauty in a woman.

When the dead are done with the living, the living can go on to other things," Franny said. "What about the dead?" I asked. "Where do we go?

What did dead mean, Ray wondered. It meant lost, it meant frozen, it meant gone.

And my sister, my Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be.

Occasionally, when trapped by memories, I would mistake change for loss, and grieve...

Never give up the search to have back what was lost too soon.

All his beauty, wit and grace Lie forever in one place, He who sang and sprang and moved Now, in death, is only loved.

This perhaps is what is meant by hiraeth: a lifelong yearning for what is gona and out of reach.

A brain injury is a particularly hard injury to have because it changes who you are in ways that other injuries don't, since it affects how you think, act, and respond. It's hard to talk about that loss and grief with people who have never experienced it.

After a decade of all-volunteer advocacy, I have come to view every incarceration as a missed opportunity to love and transform; as a loss of time, life, and dreams of our community; and as state violence. Some of our greatest assets and resources in this struggle are exiled from our communities and languishing in this nation's labyrinth of violent institutions.

He broke my heart, and now it's raining, just to rub it in...

Ninacuri suspiró y en ese suspiro se le fue parte de su vida.