Quotes About Loss

Ultimately over half a million Germans died from aerial bombardment during the war, to Britain's 58,000.

total, around 43,000 officers were killed or imprisoned, although 20,000 were later released.

More battles are lost by loss of hope than loss of blood.

And I'd ask the goddess to give my brother back. It was the only way to bring my family back together.

A lover exists only in fragments, a dozen or so if the romance is new, a thousand if we're married to him, and out of those fragments our heart constructs an entire person. What we each create, since whatever is missing is filled by our imagination, is the person we wish him to be. The less we know him, of course, the more we love him. And that's why we always remember that first rapturous night when he was a stranger, and why this rapture returns only when he's dead.

When you have a tough loss, go through it and agonize. I had one loss that I still want to change, but at the same time I realize it is an important part of who I am.

In September 1939, Krzys Szczerba was killed as he walked in a marching column of refugees along a muddy farm road in western Poland. In September 1939, Germany was unstoppable, and Russia shared in the spoils of Polish conquest. Nobody needed Polish boys. Too bad for Poland, Too bad for boys like me. This was just one of the things in history that gave us Polish boys sleepy bags under our watchful eyes. We see everything. It is our job to pay attention to details.

I saw you dead.

I didn't like seeing books damaged. I'd seen enough burned-out schoolhouses and libraries in my first life.

Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair.

Grief is depression in proportion to circumstance; depression is grief out of proportion to circumstance.

The most important thing to remember about depression is this: you do not get the time back. It is not tacked on at the end of your life to make up for the disaster years. Whatever time is eaten by a depression is gone forever. The minutes that are ticking by as you experience the illness are minutes you will not know again.

I can see the beauty of glass objects fully at the moment when they slip from my hand

Yes, we are corpses. But you are death. Ciri

You've taken everything from me..." "No," she interrupted. "Me, I take nothing. I only take by the hand. So that no-one must be alone and lost in the fog... Goodbye, Gerald of Rivia. Some other day.

And you? Don't you have dreams now?' 'I do,' he said bitterly. 'But seldom since we crossed the Yaruga. And I remember nothing after waking. Something has ended in me, Cahir. Something has burned out. Something has ruptured in me . . .' 'Never mind, Geralt. I shall dream for both of us.

For there are some… things… which there is no way of obtaining, even by magic. And there are gifts which may not be accepted, if one is unable to… reciprocate them… with something equally precious. Otherwise such a gift will slip through the fingers, melt like a shard of ice gripped in the hand. Then only regret, the sense of loss and hurt will remain…

Say something.' 'I wouldn't like to lose you, Yen.' 'But you have me.' 'The night will end.' 'Everything ends.' No

It's impossible to repay something that has no price. Some say everything in the world–everything, with no exception–has a price. It's not true. There are things with no price, things that are priceless. But you realise it belatedly: when you lose them, you lose them forever and nothing can get them back for you. I have lost many such things. Which is why I can't help you today.

A ty? Ty nie miewasz ju? snów? - Miewam - powiedziaÅ' z goryczÄ…. - Ale od przekroczenia Jarugi bardzo rzadko. I w ogóle ich nie pamiÄ™tam po przebudzeniu. CoÅ› siÄ™ we mnie skoÅ"czyÅ'o, Cahir. CoÅ› siÄ™ wypaliÅ'o. CoÅ› siÄ™ we mnie urwaÅ'o... - To nic, Geralt. Ja bÄ™dÄ™ Å›niÅ' za nas obu.

War demands casualties. Peace, it turns out, does too.

asked if you had a hand in this,' she began a moment later. 'But I think there was no need. It's obvious you had a hand in it. It's obvious you are his friend. And if someone has friends, and he loses everything in spite of that, it's obvious the friends are to blame. For what they did, or for what they didn't do.' 'What could I have done?

Kto to by?, Geralt? - Druh. B?dzie mi go bardzo brak. - By? cz?owiekiem? - Uosobieniem cz?owiecze?stwa (...)

We were given the ability to do extraordinary things with nature, occasionally literally against her. And at the same time what is most natural and simple in nature was taken from us.