Quotes About Loss

Every forty seconds, someone in the world dies by suicide. Every forty seconds, someone is left behind to cope with the loss.

By the time I started eating- really eating- the loss was already so big it felt like I was carrying around the world. So carrying around the weight wasn't any heavier. It was trying to carry around both that got to be too much. Which is why sometimes you have to set some of it down. You can't carry all of it forever.

You can't do this to me. You were the one who lectured me about living. You were the one who said I had to get out and see what was right in front of me and make the most of it and not wish my time away and find my mountain because my mountain was waiting, and all that adds up to life. But then you leave. You can't just do that. Especially when you know what I went through losing Eleanor.

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either. I know myself well enough to know that no one else can keep you awake or keep you from sleeping.

I take a good long look at her. I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either. I know myself well enough to know that no one else can keep you awake or keep you from sleeping. That's all on me too. But man, I like this girl.

That's right, you got a divorce. You remarried— what about your present husband?" "He died last year." "You go through 'em," Nicolet said. "What kind of work did he do?" "He drank," Jackie said.

You don't know how easy death is. It's - it's like a door. A person simply walks through it, and she's lost to you forever.

I would prefer not to throw myself on a funeral pyre. Please come back to me.

A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.

Mais il avait oublié l'inventaire, il ne voyait pas son empire, ces magasins crevant de richesses. Tout avait disparu, les victoires bruyantes d'hier, la fortune colossale de demain. D'un regard désespéré, il suivait Denise, et quand elle eut passé la porte, il n'y eut plus rien, la maison devint noire.

The couple fell one atop of the other, struck down, finding consolation, at last, in death.

La nuit tombait, le jardin n'était plus qu'un grand cercueil d'ombre.

Hanya orang-orang tak berumah, yang memang sudah tidak punya apa-apa dan karenanya tidak mungkin kehilangan apa-apa, yang ingin melihat tembak-menembak dimulai. Lisa, kepada Quenu

Hanya orang-orang tak berumah, yang memang sudah tidak punya apa-apa dan karenanya tidak mungkin kehilangan apa-apa, yang ingin melihat tembak-menembak dimulai

Et maintenant, que veux-tu que je fasse, si tu emportes toute ma vie ?

On m'a soufflé mon dernier coin de soleil : C'est de la farce.

Odda?am mu serce, a on je zdepta? i odrzuci?.

You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ~Heathcliff

The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.

Existence, after losing her, would be hell

People feel with their hearts, Ellen: and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

In every cloud, in every tree – filling the air at night, and caught by glimpses in every object, by day I am surrounded with her image! The most ordinary faces of men, and women – my own features mock me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!

El mundo es para mi una horrenda colección de recuerdos diciéndome que ella vivió y que la he perdido.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.