Quotes About Loss

You left me." Not realizing until I've said my final good-bye and closed the door behind me, that he's not referring to the past. He's prophesying our future.

I guess I just don't get the point. It's like, why should you bother getting attached to anything if, A: It's never gonna last, and B: It hurts like hell when it's over?

I thought it was real. But by morning, all I had left were fragmented pieces, shifting images with no beginning or end.

And I know you've spent a lifetime trying to protect me from the staggering pain of grief that comes from losing the things and the people and the places you allowed yourself to care about--but guess what, Jennika--that's no way to live. As much as it hurts to lose something you love, there's much greater joy in getting to experience it for as long as it lasts.

No podía soportar el perderte de nuevo, – Él murmura, arrodillándose junto a mí. –No esta vez. No otra vez. –

Sometimes--sometimes it just hits me, you know? And, it's not getting any easier." I choke, my eyes flooding all over again. "I'm not sure that it will. I think you just get used to the feeling, the hollowness, the loss, and somehow learn to live around it

The boy I fell madly in love with – the boy made entirely of goodness and light – has been snuffed out by the bloodthirsty creature that glowers before me.

Aber eigentlich müsste ich inzwischen genug über Verluste wissen, um zu begreifen, dass man nie wirklich aufhört, jemanden zu vermissen - man lernt lediglich, mit dem riesigen, klaffenden Loch seiner Abwesenheit zu leben.

Some things are meant to be gone FOREVER.

Ever, my grief is for me, not Lina. She's fine... happy even. You should've seen her-it was like she was headed off on her most exciting adventure yet.

you never really stop missing someone—you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.

Inside, I had a pit in my stomach. What had the world become that children were now discussing their own death, as though it were a menu option? As I looked around and saw the blank faces clustered amongst us, I realized that our emotions might be the first thing we are forced to abandon in war. That the numbness that engulfed our senses was the only way we could sustain ourselves against all the chaos.

It's not enough to be dead. He also has to haunt us.

Something in Alaric's chest tightened painfully at the thought of Quinn, but he refused to allow it to overcome him. She would be fine. She had to be fine. If Quinn were to die, he would have no reason to continue existing.

I've trusted human women before. Twice. The first died, and the second paid a terrible price and despises me. Never, ever again.

Si vous reprochez à votre cher disparu de ne pas se manifester, n'oubliez pas que c'est vous qui avez besoin de lui et non l'inverse. Quand on aime vraiment quelqu'un, exige-t-on qu'il se sacrifie pour nous ? Si vous aimez vos morts, faites leur confiance au point d'aimer leur silence.

Tout désir est commémoratif. Toute aimée est la réincarnation d'une défunte inassouvie.

Les imbéciles ne pensent qu'à partager leurs merveilles avec la multitude, ce qui est le plus sûr moyen de perdre son butin, et surtout de le voir se muer en une chose vulgaire.

Je pouvais alors pleurer les yeux ouverts, contemplant ce monde perdu que la force de l'hallucination ressuscitait. Quand on me retrouvait, on me demandait la nature de ce chagrin et je répondais : « C'est la nostalgie. » Bien

Avevo appena scoperto l'orribile notizia che ogni essere umano scopre un giorno o l'altro: quello che ami, tu lo perderai.

L'assassin,, c'est vous, et vous avez tué deux personnes. Aussi longtemps que Léopoldine vivait dans ma mémoire, sa mort était une abstraction. Mais vous avez tué son souvenir par votre intrusion de fouille-merde, et en tuant ce souvenir vous avez tué ce qui restait de moi.

La souffrance de la revoir fut si vive qu'elle mesura dans son âme l'ampleur des dégâts.

Înc? de mic? pierdusem ÅŸirul fetiÅ£elor c?rora le oferisem inima mea ÅŸi care nu o voiser?.

Acababa de enterarme de la terrible noticia a la que, un día u otro, todo humano tiene que enfrentarse: lo que amas, lo perderás. "Lo que te ha sido dado te será arrebatado".