Quotes About Loss

I have the right to try to overcome the challenges in my own life, she continued fiercely. Who's to say that's not what makes as strong and decent? How much character and strength do you think someone who's never had any sorrow or loss of hardship possesses, My lord?

At least she (Thomas' mom) knows what she wants is dead. What I want just refuses to be with me. Maybe I should compare notes with her on what's worse, for I swear to God sometimes I think if you were dead this would hurt less.

Peter knew she was afraid. He ached to tell her that she didn't have to do anything, that he'd protect her from everything. Every instance of fear or pain she had tore him apart inside. She'd had months, but it was still new to him. He wanted to grieve with her for what she'd lost, let her know the utter terror he'd felt at the idea of her being gone from his life before she'd really fully entered it.

It was a humbling thought, to realize the weight of the world could not break him, but the loss of her could have.

The killed are dead, the bereaved are traumatized. The trauma may be converted to hatred that may be converted into revenge addiction.

We lay aside letters never to read them again, and at last destroy them out of discretion, and so disappears the most beautiful, the most immediate breath of life, irrecoverably for ourselves and for others.

What if depression is, in fact, a form of grief—for our own lives not being as they should? What if it is a form of grief for the connections we have lost, yet still need?

We grieve because we have loved. We grieve because the person we have lost mattered to us. To say that grief should disappear on a neat timetable is an insult to the love we felt.

I was beginning to think there was something significant about the fact that grief and depression have identical symptoms. Then one day, after interviewing several depressed people, I asked myself: What if depression is, in fact, a form of grief—for our own lives not being as they should? What if it is a form of grief for the connections we have lost, yet still need?

a form of grief—for our own lives not being as they should? What if it is a form of grief for the connections we have lost, yet still need?

Saw a sunken army who had spent fourteen years waging war on alcohol only to see alcohol win, and win big.

Ehre verloren, alles verloren." ("Honor lost, all lost.")

Io soffro molto, perché ho perduto ciò ch'era la sola voluttà della mia vita, la santa forza animatrice con cui cercavo mondi intorno a me. Essa non è più.

My peace is gone,My heart is heavy.

We lay aside letters never to read them again, and at last we destroy them out of discretion, and so disappears the most beautiful, the most immediate breath of life, irrecoverable for ourselves and for others.

Is this the destiny of man? Is he only happy before he has acquired his reason or after he has lost it?

What I possess, seems far away to me, and what is gone becomes reality.

We usually lost today because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.

What I possess, I see far distant lying, And what I lost, grows real and undying.

When I go out by the gateway, taking the road I drove along that first time I picked up Lotte for the ball, how very different it all is! It is all over, all of it! There is not a hint of the world that once was, not one bulse-beat of those past emotions. I feel like a ghost returning to the burnt-out ruins of the castle he built in his prime as a prince, which he adorned with magnificent splendours and then, on his deathbed, but full of hope, left to his beloved son

To tremble before anticipated evils is to bemoan what thou hast never lost.

The sea, the majestic sea, breaks everything, crushes everything, cleans everything, takes everything...from me

Of the twelve companions of Thorin, ten remained. Fili and Kili had fallen defending him with shield and body, for he was their mother's elder brother.

One reason you are stricken when your parents die is that the audience you've been aiming at all your life - shocking it, pleasing it - has suddenly left the theater.