Quotes About Loss

Beatriz se llevó mi nariz, en un desliz.

They made it halfway before order collapsed. All of the house occupants seemed to scream at once, and their bodies swarmed in, pressing against Mark and his friends. Mark lost hold of Deedee's hand and saw her disappear into the crowd, her sweet little cry like that of an angel among demons.

They got inside somehow. They're taking me to live with the other Cranks. It's for the best. Thanks for being my friends. Goodbye.

KILL ME!" And then Newt's eyes cleared, as if he'd gained one last trembling gasp of sanity, and his voice softened. "Please, Tommy. Please." With his heart falling into a black abyss, Thomas pulled the trigger.

He found himself thinking of Newt, maybe the one he liked most of all of them, not immune.

her words were lost. The Griever had sucked her face into its blubbery skin and was pulling her farther and farther in, suffocating her.

Mark had always felt like she was his as a simple matter of the situation. Pretty much everyone else she'd ever known had died; he was a scrap left over for her to take, the alternative to being forever alone.

was as if his memory loss had stolen a chunk of his language—it was disorienting.

Sarah was dead.

Estoy medio confundido, viejo. Es raro sentirse triste y extrañar la casa de uno, si no tienes idea de adónde deseas volver, ¿cazas lo que digo? Lo único que sé es que no quiero estar aquí. Quiero regresar con mi familia donde sea que quede eso, al lugar de donde me sacaron. Quiero recordar.

I never knew her in life. She exists for me through others, in evidence of the ways her death drove them

PFC Robert Van Dyke IV (age 21) of Delphos, Ohio, was the driver of the second vehicle.

My day has been too long. In the morning I saw the sons of the Unamis happy and strong; and yet, before the sun has come, have I lived to see the last warrior of the wise race of the Mohicans.

Changes in soil conditions due to loss of forest cover could slow forest reestablishment. Consequently, there could be a shift in area from forest to non-forest vegetation. Fire frequencies are likely to increase in the region given increased temperatures, unchanged precipitation and higher potential evapotranspiration.

Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.

Loss means losing what was We want to change but we don't want to lose. Without time for loss, we don't have time for soul.

Anytime you're gonna grow, you're gonna lose something. You're losing what you're hanging onto to keep safe. You're losing habits that you're comfortable with, you're losing familiarity.

Quoting Goethe :) "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.

I saw my face today And it looked older, Without the warmth of wisdom Or the softness Born of pain and waiting. The dreams were gone from my eyes, Hope lost in hollowness On my cheeks, A finger of death Pulling at my jaws. So I did my push-ups And wondered if I'd ever find you, To see my face With friendlier eyes than mine.

I have no past--the steps have disappeared the wind has blown them away.

Nonsense, my good man! What we lose in vigor, we only gain in wisdom.

Age is a clever thief. It takes a little from you each day, so you're not aware of your loss until it's irreversible.

A cursory review of the campaign reveals the pleasure ride of General Fitzhugh Lee by Louisa Court-House as most unseasonable. He lost the fruits of our summer's work, and lost the Southern cause. Proud Troy was laid in ashes.

There is a saying in the Neverland that,every time you breathe, a grown-up dies.