Quotes About Loss

Take nothing and no one for granted. Time used to be my friend, and now it's a skittish acquaintance at best. Let life unfold, say what you mean. You can't always think about what you've lost, or what you don't have, or what you didn't get. Because when you do that, you're missing out on the now. You can't know if you'll be here tomorrow or a year from now.

The first stage of widowhood is paperwork.

Life, Enza decided, is not about what you get, but what is taken from you. It's in the things we lose that we discover what we most treasure.

For young fellows like them, the war was a chance to become men, to see the world and save it and return home as American citizens. It didn't occur to either of them that lives would be lost, that the world they were to defend would shift under their feet and never be the same again. They only dreamed of the adventure.

What I wouldn't give to have known my father with my mother in love-together, you know, just the two of them, in the kitchen laughing, making a sandwich, or holding hands on the street, seeing my father open a car door for my other. The absence of those things are what makes you an orphan-it's the ordinary everyday expressions of love you miss.

When you lose someone, they take a bigger place in your heart, not a smaller one. Every day it grows, because you don't stop loving them. You wish you could talk to them.

miss my mother." She dried her tears on her handkerchief. "You never get over the loss. The

Will I?" "Grief is never as bad as it is when you first feel it. The trick is to walk with it. Make it a part of who you are. Don't rail against it.

It didn't occur to either of them that lives would be lost, that the world they were to defend would shift under their feet and never be the same again. They only dreamed of the adventure. A

Grief doesn't hit and run; it stays. and sometimes for a very long time.

When you lose someone, they take a bigger place in your heart, not a smaller one. Every day it grows, because you don't stop loving them. You wish you could talk to them. You need their advice. But life doesn't always give us what we need, and it's difficult. It is for me, anyway.

You cannot buy time when it has been stolen from you.

still miss my mother. Isn't it funny? You forget plenty, but never your mother.

They came back To widows, To fatherless children, To screams, to sobbing. The men came back As little clay jars Full of sharp cinders.

For Ares, lord of strife, Who doth the swaying scales of battle hold, War's money-changer, giving dust for gold, Sends back, to hearts that held them dear, Scant ash of warriors, wept with many a tear, Light to the hand, but heavy to the soul; Yea, fills the light urn full With what survived the flame— Death's dusty measure of a hero's frame!

Here he lies like something melting away. His mother's blood comes quaking howling brassing bawling blacking down his mad little veins.

Break, heart; flow, tears, for-ever.

Yes, he had the heart to sacrifice his daughter, to bless the war that avenge the loss of a woman.

The more you want, the more you stand to lose

All men are more concerned to recover what they lose than to acquire what they lack.

Much wants more and loses all.

Hati-hati jangan sampai kehilangan milikmu yang berharga gara-gara ingin menangkap bayangan.

I can never be your friend because of my lost tail, nor you mine because of your lost child.

Then why let anything remain when whatever we loved turned instantly to stone?