Quotes About Loss

Love doesn't leave you. Not all at once. It creeps back in, making you think it can be another way, that it can still be another way, and you have to remind yourself of the reasons that it probably won't be.

Esa niña estaba destinada a perderlo todo para encontrarlo todo, porque solamente alguien que se vacía puede ser llenado de nuevo.

Presenciar o mistério da vida era suficientemente impressionante para evitar pensar na morte, em qualquer uma das suas manifestações: o abandono, a perda, o desaparecimento. Não, a única coisa que o seu espírito e o seu coração desejavam era festejar a vida.

Se sentía tan sola y abandonada! Un chile en nogada olvidado en una charola después de un gran banquete no se sentiría peor que ella.

Siento que dejé pasar el amor. Que no lo cuidé. No lo podé. No le quité las hojas muertas. Lo vi nacer, crecer y dar un bello fruto que no tuve la precaución de cuidar para que se reprodujera para siempre. No, lo dejé caer en la tierra y permití que se pudriera.

Reed imagined that having your child murdered was about the only thing worse than having to exhume your child's remains to bring the killer to justice.

Reality revived. She frowned and gazed ahead, feeling numb still after all these months, yet unable to believe it was true, wanting to lift her face to the leaden clouds and shriek and scream that it wasn't, that it could not be, that she would not allow it. That so much love and life could not just… vanish, into nothing, as if it had never been. That they must be alive and snug and happy somewhere, waiting for her.

Najtragi?niji oblik gubitka nije gubitak sigurnosti, nego gubitak sposobnosti da zamislimo kako bi život mogao biti druga?iji.

It is beyond endurance, the continued life of things, when the owner of those things is dead.

Your mind will never lose anything forever that's worth keeping.

Like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. She is gone.

I don't know how you say good-bye to whom and what you love. I don't know a painless way to do it, don't know the words to capture a heart so full and a longing so intense.

That's what innocence is, you know. A blissful oblivion of what's coming, of what you'll lose and what you'll gain, and what kind of person you'll grow up to be.

How about giving your old man a break here, huh, Chirp? Chirp is dead, I hear myself say and watch the flat words destroy his pleasure. You killed her, and now you have to deal with me because I'm what's left.

I know what it does to you, I know. Maybe that's why we hold on as hard as we do. We just can't believe that such a miracle can happen to us twice. But it can, someday you'll find it again.

There are few things sadder in this life than watching someone walk away after they've left you. Watching the distance between your bodies expand until there's nothing but empty space and silence.

So little gives me joy now that I'm afraid I'll get rid of every single thing I've ever owned and end up with nothing. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing. Feeling empty only makes me want to be emptier.

Grief obliterates the present, forcing you to relive the past and dread the future.

I sometimes go months without remembering you. Some griefs bless us that way, not asking much space.

Graves are for the living, not the dead. It gives us something to concentrate on instead of the fact that our loved one is rotting under the ground.

Edward's grief if you die will be a terrible thing. It will hurt him, a lot, and men like him never grieve alone. He will spread his grief all over us, not because we failed, but because it'll give him something to focus on so he doesn't have to feel the pain.

People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True sorrow is a thing of fire, and rock. It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of mountains. It destroys, and even if you keep breathing, keep going, you die.

That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.

If it works out, it's the best thing in the world. If it doesn't work out, it's like having your heart torn out and chopped up into little pieces while you watch. It leaves a big hollow space that never really heals.