Quotes About Loss

Are you the child of divorce, Tino? Did anybody you know die? Did you ever, once, not have enough to eat?" "No, sir," Tino said, shamed.

You get killed, Ace, I'm goin' out and blowin' the first ten guys I find. I'll curse your name every time they come.

I'm sorry your friend died back when you were a lost child, mal'chik, but I am not sorry it was not you. Of all the fucking awful things I did as a mother, seeing you grown is the one I will not regret.

He could see somebody had thrown Cotton away. Somebody had thrown Jason's angel away.

under the heartbreak blue sky.

You're still grieving the weight away," she observed, blowing my mind. "Let go of the sadness; maybe you can keep some of the fat.

John had forgotten her name as soon as she said it—it might as well be Charon for all he could remember),

È come se… non vedessi più le cose a colori, sai? Guardo qualcosa e penso di sapere com'è, e poi penso a come sembrerebbe il mondo senza Deacon, e tutto diventa bianco e nero.

people die, but real love is forever

Carrefour" O You, Who came upon me once Stretched under apple-trees just after bathing, Why did you not strangle me before speaking Rather than fill me with the wild white honey of your words And then leave me to the mercy Of the forest bees. Originally published in Coterie: A Quarterly: Art, Prose, and Poetry No. 4. Edited by Lall Chaman (1920)

How long have you been here?" "I don't know. You just stole my watch," he said with a shrug.

They say a desperate soul would do anything to get what he wants, but even a desperate soul cannot match a man who believes he has nothing to lose.

I already lost everything, what's there to hide?

Love changes course and flies away sometimes, that was all.

Sometimes losing a pet is more painful than losing a human because in the case of the pet, you were not pretending to love it.

Steven's gone," April cried. "My baby's out in the storm, him and the dog are both gone!

Where the years ahead had once seemed vague and unknowable, amorphous in shape and indeterminable in size, after my mother died I began to see a set of decades stacked neatly in front of me like bricks...When I allowed myself to think of the brevity of the time ahead of me, and the futility of spending any more of it on cooking and mending and gardening, it frightened me so much that I almost couldn't breathe.

That night they sat up well past dark around the dim flame of a single gas lamp, knowing, I suppose, that going to bed would be an admission that there was no ordinary, everyday explanation for my disappearance, and that when they awoke in the morning, they would have passed into some new era in their lives — the era that began with the unexplained loss of one of their own, and whatever that might mean next for them.

I think I've always been somebody, since the deaths of my father and brother, who was afraid to hope. So, I was more prepared for failure and for rejection than for success.

And I think now that fate is shaped half by expectation, half by inattention. But somehow, when you lose something you love, faith takes over. -Rose

I lost twins at 14 weeks, and I had to have an D and C on my birthday.

Children could vanish without trace, but not parents.

When personal resentment overrides familial and cultural values, we all lose.

Ya no temblaba. No sentía. Todo huía de mí, como los pájaros de Andersen, hacia las Tierras Calientes. No podía llorar, y me tendí suavemente en el suelo mientras oía, o creía oír, el despacioso vaivén de la puerta del pasillo, perdiendo fuerza. Y un campanilleo medio sofocado por el silencio, el silencio que iba repitiendo una voz sin sonido: «Ven, ven, ven…». Fue la primera vez que me morí.