Quotes About Loss

It's never as good the second time. Things don't get better. You can't always go back, a lot of it has been erased. The photograph is a record of it having existed.

Law sutes consume time, and mony, and rest, and friends.

The reason it's so painful when someone disappears is you have to face the fact that the person you loved had probably left you a long time before he grabbed his coat and scrammed.

There is no death to those who perfectly love-only disappearance, which in time may be borne.

Not everything was lost in the flow of time

[Time was] an accordion, all the air squeezed out of it as you grew old.

Time pulses from the afternoon like blood from a serious wound.

I would remain nearer you for what time there is." "Gone in one faerie sigh," she quoted. Leather-clad fingers brushed over her short hair, rested on her cheek. "I can hold my breath.

Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them; as they go, they take many away.)

Damnosa quid non imminuit dies? What does not destructive time destroy?

I could have fixed almost everything else, but death defeated me every time.

We have to remember everything. If we don't, by the time we grow up it'll be gone forever.

By losing my external things, I found myself. I found something very powerful, very permanent, that I could have with me all the time.

How many more times do we have to come to terms with death before we find safety?

Truly saddened by the loss of one of the greatest fashion icons of all time. Oscar de la Renta will be greatly missed.

She thought about him all the time - not so much about Doug the individual, but rather about the nature of love, and the shock of learning how quickly it could disappear.

When someone you love that much leaves you behind there isn't as much of you left to die when your own time comes.

I heard this expression once: Each time someone dies, a library burns. I'm watching it burn right to the ground.

Each time someone dies, a library burns.

Time ... brings us everything we have and are, then comes with a back-loader and starts taking it all away.

I lose things all the time. I used to lose my license all the time before I put a place in my car for it.

Not to gain time, but maybe to lose it, to see it pass.

Now at my age I understand how sad it must have been for some directors or actors at the time the talkies began. Because, really, a whole continent disappeared.

It's like having a pet dog for a long time. You get attached to it, and when it dies you miss it.