Quotes About Loss

You don't have to speak. Words fade, she whispered. I know that better than anyone. Words are forgotten; they are regretted. Unnecessary. I know.

Days and weeks and years. My brother never returned last night. Days and weeks and years. How long until their assassins find me? Danica Shardae Heir to the Tuuli Thea

Musgrave and Lawley were alone with the dead body of their friend, whose masquerading dress had become his shroud.

The reckless open their arms and topple into love, as do dreamers, who fly in their dreams without fear or danger. Those who know that all love must end in loss do not fall but rather cross slowly from the not knowing into the knowing.

He selected some music and thought that he would dance, but he failed. Instead he turned up the music until it smothered the sound of the dead woman weeping in his heart.

That's what war does. Strips people and places of their identities and turns them into enemies in a line, positions to be taken, resources to be foraged. Anonymous things that can be carelessly crushed, and stolen, and burned without guilt.

A man with a missing eye after a man with a missing finger. There's a song in there somewhere, I reckon.

He tried to tell himself the dead are dead, but he knew Jenner had been right. Their ghosts stick in the minds of those that knew them, loved them, hated them. Those that killed them most of all.

Dogman and Dow, Tul and Grim, West and Pike. Six of them, stood in a circle and looking down at two piles of cold earth. Below in the valley, the Union were busy burying their own dead, Dogman had seen it. Hundreds of 'em, in pits for a dozen each. It was a bad day for men, all in all, and a good one for the ground. Always the way, after a battle. Only the ground wins. Shivers

Back to the mud with you, Forley. We're the poorer, and the ground's the richer for it.

Logen still remembered the first time he had to leave someone behind, remembered it like it was yesterday. Strange how the boy's name had gone but the face was with him still.

Suddenly he felt that there had been so much he needed to say to his father. He had always supposed they would discuss the important things later. The profound things. But it would never happen. There had only been a fixed time in his presence, and Orso had pissed it all away talking about the weather, and there would be no more.

Few things indeed,' mused Pike, 'seem to have so much appeal before, and so little after, as a battle.

It was a bad day for men, all in all, and a good one for the ground. Always the way, after a battle. Only the ground wins.

Vengeance is a way of clinging to what we have lost. A wedge in the Last Door, and through the crack we can still glimpse the faces of the dead. We strain towards it with all our being, break every rule to have it, but when we clutch it, there is nothing there. Only grief.

You know the trouble with a pretty face?" Judge was saying. "People get used to its advantages, and when it's took away, they lack the wherewithal to make a success of themselves. Nothing sadder'n a person who used to be beautiful. They have this desperate smile. Like me, it says. Like me, even though there's nothing left to like.

The Forest that had been about her all her life, certain as a mountain, was made ashes. The high gable that had stood for two hundred years fallen in ruin. Throvenland was torn apart like smoke on the wind. Nowhere would be safe, ever again.

Cuando no se puede tener algo, se quiere. Cuando se tiene, de repente brotan las dudas. Y luego, cuando parece que se puede perder, se descubre que se necesita más que nunca. El

You killed him all to bits, and robbed everyone who knew him, and cut all the good he might ever do out of the world.

What do we leave behind but things not done, not said, not finished? Empty clothes, empty rooms, empty spaces in the ones who knew us? Mistakes never made right and hopes rotted down to nothing?

La historia está llena de hombres buenos muertos.

It is hard to lose something." Skara turned back toward the towering truss. "But it gives you the chance to make something better.

Live long enough, you see everything ruined.

Undertakers were great ones for persuading grieving folk to spend money they didn't have. That way, debt could follow you even into the Land of the Dead.