Quotes About Loss

Maybe it's a good thing if we don't see her. It would mean she doesn't need what Billy was selling. It would mean she's OK. Someone stole her ring. You said so yourself." "Best case." "Which sometimes happens." "Sometimes," Reacher said. "How often?" "More than never. Less than always.

Because it's still a heartache. And nothing makes you want to die more than that.

He's gone, Sara said. I can feel it. This time for good. Natalie hugged her, and she started to sob. Then Harry shattered the silence with a pained yell, hurling his thermos into the woods. With tears in his eyes, he said, I want a drink. I hugged him fiercely. It'll have to be one of my special chais, Harry. Have I made you a dirty one yet? I want mine filthy, he said. We trudged back to the museum together, and toasted Coby with dirty vanilla chai lattes.

But I would do it all again, every bit of it, I would lose him again just to have him again for an hour, for a minute, for even a second. I would do it all again just to see his face.

It's true that when anyone dies, the other dead rise up abd die all over again.

Then I started crying for it seemed to me then that life is nothing but people leaving.

Once in my life I knew a grief so hard I could actually hear it inside, scraping at the lining of my stomach, an audible ache, dredging with hooks as rivers are dredged when someone's been missing too long.

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly, and bitterly wept as we bore him along. For we all loved our comrade so brave, young and handsome, we all loved our comrade although he'd done wrong. The Cowboy's Lament

His sadness seemed complete. It had left him nothing, no proper enjoyment, no Saturday mornings. Sadness wore him like a tailored suit.

I love Tom. I'll never feel that way again.

Only one thing's sadder than remembering you were once free, and that's forgetting you were once free.

He who possesses most must be most afraid of loss.

That which can be lost cannot be deemed riches. Virtue is our true wealth and the true reward of its possessor; it cannot be lost, it never deserts us until life leaves us. Hold property and external riches with fear; they often leave their possessor scorned and mocked at for having lost them.

Colui che più possiede, è colui che più ha paura di perdere.

shedding gallons of tears, until

I wonder how many times each day she dies a little.

Do you think they missed him terribly when he fell? Did God cry over his lost angel, I wonder?

Did God ever cry over his lost angel, I wonder?

She knew what it was to wait for someone who would never come home. She knew that grief, like a scar, faded but never really went away.

When the music is over, she keeps her head down till she finds her seat again, and I wonder how many times each day she dies a little.

You set fire to my house, killed my family, and ate my dog. But steal my boyfriend? That's a step too far.

Besides, things you loved deeply could be lost in a second, and then there was no filling the hole left inside you. So she lived in the moment, as if her life were one long party that never had to stop as long as she kept the good times going.

It is how it has always been. We will accept the legacy of our ancestors,' Asha says, smiling, and in her smile I do not see warmth or wisdom; I see fear. You're afraid of losing your hold on them,' I say coolly. I? I have no power.' Don't you? If you keep them from the magic, they will never know what their lives could be.' They will remain protected,' Asha insists. No,' I say. 'Only untested' -page 569

People you loved could be gone in a breath. So why didn't knowing that make it any easier to be vulnerable? To tell people that you loved them, that you were hurting, that you were afraid, or that, sometimes, at five in the morning, you were so alone in your own skin that you watched the weak light play across the ceiling, willing it toward dawn?