Quotes About Loss

It's obviously very tough for any team to lose on penalties.

The penalty for getting mugged in an American city and losing your ID is that you can't fly home.

I always lose every single pencil I ever had. So I can draw with everything. With pencil, with pen.

Would that we could at once paint with the eyes! In the long way from the eye through the arm to the pencil, how much is lost!

My father earned every penny he had, and I would have loved to have bought him a Rolls-Royce because his whole life was cars. Sadly, he didn't live to see the day when I could have done that for him, which still hurts.

You know, I have dropped three expensive pens on the nib. And it just makes you cry when it happens.

People say you never remember anybody who dies in movies, and it's true, you don't. You don't even remember people who disappear.

As favor and riches forsake a man, we discover in him the foolishness they concealed, and which no one perceived before.

When your mother dies in your arms, your perception of life changes. I think the whole thing is just a fleeting illusion.

I would love to fight Ronda for the belt. I would love to avenge my loss and fight her again for what that means to me. I don't know what it means to her, but to me, that's what it would look like for me in perfect world.

I have lost my mental faculties but am perfectly well.

You can lose in cinema too if you don't put on a good performance.

I thought that maybe it is not so much, as he seems to think, that the world loses interest in female performers after they hit a certain age, than the performers lose interest in the world.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

Anyone with a heart, with a family, has experienced loss. No one escapes unscathed. Every story of separation is different, but I think we all understand that basic, wrenching emotion that comes from saying goodbye, not knowing if we'll see that person again - or perhaps knowing that we won't.

When I look at my own work, I see love, loss, and loneliness. Part of it might be that I was an army brat. I moved around all the time. There was a sense of nothing being permanent.

I am aware of the depths of heartache I'm experiencing but also how foolish it is to think that the things we have are permanent. They're not.

The passing of my friend and a great American hero, Dan Inouye, is a major loss for the country and Hawaii. But the people of Hawaii are strong and we will persevere.

Memory is constantly on our lips because it no longer exists.

Losing one glove is certainly painful, but nothing compared to the pain, of losing one, throwing away the other, and finding the first one again.

In the beginning we were a group of nine. Three are gone, dead. There are six of us left. They are hunting us, and they won't stop until they've killed us all. I am Number Four. I know that I am next.

The price of a memory, is the memory of the sorrow it brings.

Only the dead have seen the end of war.

You're just another story I can't tell anymore.