Quotes About Loss

My depression points to my not knowing how to lose - I have perhaps been unable to find a valid compensation for the loss. It follows that any loss entails the loss of my being - and of Being itself. The depressed person is a radical, sullen atheist.

Painting completed my life. I lost three children and a series of other things that would have fulfilled my horrible life. My painting took the place of all this. I think work is the best. (Frida Kahlo, p. 157)

When you've lost all your play, guess what love becomes. Work. Work that gets harder every hour.

They did more than take our youth away. They also took away the men we were going to be.

Is that why the parents of dead children spend half the rest of their lives in darkened rooms? Are they hoping the ghosts will return with all their original power? She

Suicide is a mind-body problem that ends violently and without any winner. I

Love seeketh only self to please, To bind another to its delight, Joys in another's loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.

The father is dying, as did his (and as did his).

Aged seventy-three, he had just finished a book on the King's English; and now English was a language the King no longer had. His fate was a brutal reminder. We are all of us held together by words; and when words go, nothing much remains.

Hamlet doesn't fully see that his metaphysical miseries constitute a subliminal symptom of grief; and this was exactly my case. I thought I was sick, I thought I was dying (maybe that is what bereavement actually asks of you). Literature gives us these warnings about the main events, but we don't recognize the warnings until the events have come and gone. Isabel, my senior in the loss of a sibling, told me that you just have to take it, like weather—yes, like sleet in your face.

I used to have a big dog, a rottweiler, to guard the place. One night I was working late, and he was outside barking in the snow. He wouldn't stop. Then he stopped. I went out ten minutes later with a lamp, and there was a ring of wolves eating my dog.

You think we're going to pay for this?" "A thousand times." "Why?" Arkady asked. "Because God is such a bastard, He will take you away from me.

There's no hurt that's equal to time lost.

Two German-held villages, Mametz and Montauban, were captured on July 1, as well as a German strongpoint, the Leipzig Redoubt. The human cost of the day's attack was higher than on any other single day of battle in the First World War. Just over a thousand British officers and more than 20,000 men were killed, and 25,000 seriously wounded.

At Joncherey, near the German-Swiss border, a French soldier, Corporal André Peugeot, was killed, the first French victim of a war that was to claim more than a million French lives.

Ä°ki insan?n aras?nda bazen, çok nadir, bir dünya oluÅŸuyor. Sonra bu bir vatan oluyor, kabul etmeye çoktan haz?r olduÄŸumuz bu minicik mikro-dünya, biri çekip gittiÄŸinde y?k?l?yor. Gidiyorum, çok sakinim ve düÅŸünüyorum: gitti.

If God, as the supra-sensory ground and goal, of all reality, is dead; if the supra-sensory world of the Ideas has suffered the loss of its obligatory, and above it, its vitalizing and up-building power, then nothing more remains to which Man can cling, and by which he can orient himself.

Casualties of war keep alive post war hate.

I used to love you very much.

To Pussy (1981-1995)

GIRLEEN: Coleman. Father Welsh Walsh Welsh... WELSH: Welsh. GIRLEEN: Welsh. I know. Don't be picking me up. How is all? COLEMAN: We've just stuck our dad in the ground. GIRLEEN: Grand, grand. I met the postman on the road with a letter for Valene.

No, not 'well'! Christ no, not 'well'. 'Well'...dot dot dot...'she's'...dot dot dot...'dead'. Dot.

After that message of 23 April, the entire South Atlantic was an operational theatre for both sides. We, as professionals, said it was just too bad that we lost the Belgrano.

She had to learn this painful lesson. And quickly. If you let it, grief could swallow you whole.