Quotes About Loss

It was like losing an important weight-bearing bone, and I knew I would spend the rest of my life trying to figure out how to walk the streets without it.

Harry Potter changed my life in more ways than one, and it helped me get through my mothers death.

If you are the one who is dumped, then you feel like your life is over.

You can destroy a factory, and they'll build another. But once you destroy a life, that's it. You never get that person back.

Life doesn't hang around, it keeps moving and if you don't keep up you can lose things.

It was like the eve of a battle; the hearts beat, the eyes laughed, and they felft that the life they were perhaps going to lose, was after all, a good thing.

I wept to think that life went on even when so much had been lost, that rain still fell and myrtle grew between the rocks.

How had it turned into this? I had lived my whole stupid life without him, and now I could barely make it through the hour.

I have such a lovely life and I just never imagined that I would miscarry a baby.

We receive and we lose, and we must try to achieve gratitude; and with that gratitude to embrace with whole hearts whatever of life that remains after the losses.

I'm at a strange place I suppose in my life. I think that what happens when you lose a parent, where you lose-you drop into a different kind of serious.

In my adult life, I had spent a lot of time angry at God, mostly over the sudden deaths in my family - my brother at 30, my daughter at 5.

I remember from my father's funeral that the minister kept using a metaphor about life of a prism. And I took that away like a cherished image.

Sorrow has its life just like people. Sorrow is born and lives and dies. And when it's dead and gone, someone's left behind to remember it. Exactly like people.

Everybody that went away suffered a broken heart. "I'm coming back some day," they all wrote. But never did. The old life was too small to fit anymore.

The hardest obstacle I've ever had to overcome in my life is losing my mom four years ago. I wouldn't even say that I've overcome it, really. I don't imagine that I ever will.

As the components of your life are stripped away, after all the ambitions and hopes vaporize, you reach a self-reflective starkness-- the repetitious plucking of a single overwound string.

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that is purloined.

Life is a process of losing our illusions, until we finally lose the illusion that we're alive.

We spend our lives dreaming of the future, not realizing that a little of it slips away every day.

The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.

There are many things in this life capable of throwing people off course - the death of someone close, the loss of income or health, the realisation that cherished hopes cannot always be fulfilled

My wife never look at me anymore, my children, my wife ... we only die once in our life. I'm dying every day when I get up in the morning.

When someone who's always been in your life is gone, it's a stunning adjustment of your own identity.