Quotes About Loss

27 de octubre Todo el mundo conjetura —así lo siento— el grado de intensidad de un duelo. Pero imposible (signos irrisorios, contradictorios) medir hasta qué punto alguien ha sido alcanzado.

To survive, he continued to hawk firewood on the St. Louis streets and the time thus spent destroyed any chance of prospering as a farmer: "I regard every load of wood taken, when the services of both myself and team are required on the farm, is a direct loss of more than the value of the load."114

At twenty-eight, he married a young widow, Martha Wayles Skelton, who inherited 135 slaves after her father's death. This loving ten-year marriage was marred by childhood mortality—only two of their six children reached maturity—and in September 1782 Martha herself died at thirty-four. Only thirty-nine at the time, Jefferson survived his wife

but she was now better equipped to withstand his loss than she had been a few years earlier.

Almost two thousand New Yorkers died, and a fresh potter's field was consecrated in what is now Greenwich Village.

John's moustache began to fall out, and all the hair on his body had followed by August.

What God had taken away, it seems, could never be perfectly restored.

Every time I had seen men rise up, they had not prevailed and innocent people had died. Daddy

He believed the definite loss of freedom was worse than the possible loss of life.

The Soviets had lost fifteen thousand lives and suffered more than thirty thousand casualties. Between a million and two million Afghans perished, perhaps 90 percent of them civilians. Villages were razed, crops and livestock destroyed, the landscape studded with mines. A third of the population sheltered in refugee camps in Pakistan or Iran.

Notre siècle n'est plus un siècle à trésors. C'est un siècle de consumation et de fuite, un temps de fièvre et d'oubli.

My father once told me that a happy ending is just the place where you choose to stop telling the story. So this is where I choose to stop. More things are still going to happen, of course, some good, some bad. Some things never get any better. When people die they stay dead. None of us knows why we love, or why we stop loving, or why everyone we love we lose.

The first time you fall in love, it's like you've created the first love in the universe, and the first time someone you love dies, you grieve the universe's first death. What does it help to be told that what you feel is nothing new?

I'd lost something I never knew I'd had.

On his day of demobilization a lugubrious one-armed, one-eyed brigadier wished him well and then added, apropos of nothing, "Mark my words, Moutier, a great war leaves a country with three armies: an army of cripples, an army of mourners, and an army of thieves.

Sooner or later you ended up an orphan. There was no escaping it.

A kidnapping in Boston. A cop dies. Has Reacher lost

At that moment I knew I would miss her forever. I felt empty. I had lost something I never knew I had.

I sat there in the armchair and felt bad. I'd lost something I never knew I'd had.

Sooner or later you ended up an orphan. There was no escaping it. It had happened that

Michael didn't make it all the way to the end of the assembly line. A couple of things didn't get bolted on. I try not to blame the mother. But she wasn't well. She died less than ten years later.

ABOUT JOE. Wednesday morning. He'd been dead

One death is a tragedy, a million is a statistic." "Joseph Stalin," Yanni said.

great war leaves a country with three armies: an army of cripples, an army of mourners, and an army of thieves." And