Quotes About Loss

She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed

Bazen... bana dünyada sahip olduÄŸum tek ÅŸey senmiÅŸsin gibi geliyor, Leyla.

They only let you be this happy if they're preparing to take something from you.

She suddenly realizes that she may not know how to live without Masooma. She doesn't know if she can. How will she bear the days when Masooma's absence feels like a far heavier burden than her presence ever had? How will she learn to tread around the edges of the big gaping hole where Masooma had once been?

Dijo: «Tengo mucho miedo.» Y yo le pregunté: «¿Por qué?», y ella respondió: «Porque soy profundamente feliz, doctor Rasul. Una felicidad así asusta.» Le pregunté por qué y dijo: «Sólo te permiten ser así de feliz cuando están preparándose para llevarse algo de ti»

She remembered all too well how time had dragged without him, how she had shuffled about feeling waylaid, out of balance. How she could ever cope with his permanent absence?

I watched Baba's car pull away from the curb, taking with it the person whose first spoken word had been my name.

Kehilangan sesuatu yang kita miliki selalu lebih menyakitkan daripada tidak memiliki sama sekali.

But, miraculously, something of her former life remained, her last link to the person she had been before she had become so utterly alone. A part of Tariq still alive inside her, sprouting tiny arms, growing translucent hands.

but time can be a greedy thing—sometimes it steals all the details for itself.

Kabul is . . ." Idris searches for the right words. "A thousand tragedies per square mile.

Once, when I was little, I asked her if she'd cried when my father had fallen to his death. At the funeral? I mean, the burial? No, I did not. Because you weren't sad? Because it was nobody's business if I was.

I see America has infused you with the optimism that has made her so great. That's very good. We're a melancholic people, we Afghans, aren't we? Often, we wallow too much in ghamkhori and self-pity. We give in to loss, to suffering, accept it as a fact of life, even see it as necessary. Zendagi migzara, we say, life goes on.

he would not miss him as she did now, when the ache of his absence was her unremitting companion-like the phantom pain of an amputee

Sad sam bio slobodan da radim što mi je volja, ali sloboda mi je bila besmislena, jer sam ostao bez onog što sam najviše želio. Kažu, prona?i smisao u životu i proživi ga. Ali, ponekad, shvatiš da ti je život imao smisao tek kad ga proživiš, i to najvjerojatnije onaj koga nisi bio ni svjestan.

Tengo mucho miedo Y yo le pregunté: ¿Por qué?, y ella respondió: Porque soy profundamente feliz. Una felicidad así asusta. Le pregunté por qué y dijo: Sólo te permiten ser así de feliz cuando están preparándose para llevarse algo de ti.

She said this in a pragmatic, almost indifferent, tone, and Mariam understood that this was a woman far past outrage. Here was a woman, she thought, who had understood that she was lucky to even be working, that there was always something, something else, that they could take away.

marveling at how every Afghan story is marked by death and loss and unimaginable grief.

de que Dios existe, de que siempre ha existido. Lo veo aquí, en los ojos de la gente de este pasillo de desesperación. Ésta es la verdadera casa de Dios, aquí es donde los que han perdido a Dios vuelven a encontrarlo

Tot ce ar putea genera ar fi regret, imi spun eu, si la ce ar fi bun regretul? Nu aduce nimic inapoi. Ce am pierdut este irecuperabil.

Khaled Hosseini

Ma gandesc la el acum, necajit si pierdut, clatinandu-se pe picioare prin desert, iar pe poteca din spatele lui se afla toate acele bucati marunte si stralucitoare pe care viata le-a luat de la el.

A spectacularly foolish and baseless faith, against enormous odds, that a world you do not control will not take from you the one thing you cannot bare to lose.

The poems of Khalili, Pajwak, Ansari, Haji Dehqan, Ashraqi, Beytaab, Hafez, Jami, Nizami, Rumi, Khayyám, Beydel, and more went up in smoke.