Quotes About Loss

Everything alive must die. Every building built to the sky will fall. Don't try to tell me my everlasting love is a lie.

One day he went away and I thought I'd die, but I didn't. And I said to myself: 'is that all there is to love?'

Outgrowing things we love is never a pleasant process.

The World Will Break Your Heart. Grief might be, in some ways, the long aftermath of love, the internal work of knowing, holding, more fully valuing what we have lost.

Love dies in many different ways, and it's natural for the grass to seem greener on the other side. But it's not a competition; there's plenty of pain to go around.

I think quite a lot of people have a friendship or a love that's gone like that and it never quite reconciles properly.

It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she's gone. She's gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it's all I can do.

Wo ai ni, Tessa," he whispered. "Wo bu xiang shi qu ni." She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don't want to lose you.

Ain't no love lost, cause there was never none there.

The scars of your love remind me of us they keep me thinking that we almost had it all the scars of your love they leave me breathless I can't help feeling we could have had it all

Love is a rose But you better not pick it. It only grows When it's on the vine. Handful of thorns And you'll know you missed it. You lose your love When you say the word MINE.

You may lose people you love. You may lose things you had.. but no matter what, never lose yourself.

Love when it comes, its easy. But when it leaves, its like dying.

a caring that gains only when losing; an obsessed desire to be bound, for love , in jail ; a capitulation to the one you've conquered yourself; a devotion to your own assassin every single day.

I just like to sing for people who have lost love.

Jemu watched his father disappear. He didn't throw the coconut and he didn't cry. Never again would he know love for another human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion.

What had happened to our love? Somehow it had faded, or worn out, or simply withered away.

The loss of love is a terrible thing; They lie who say that death is worse.

For pitty, Sir, find out that Bee Which bore my Love away I'le seek him in your Bonnet brave, I'le seek him in your eyes.

our love for the dead, like a floating iceberg, can only be measured by the depths of our resentments.

We who are left, how shall we look again Happily on the sun or feel the rain Without remembering how they who went Ungrudgingly and spent Their lives for us loved, too, the sun and rain?

There might be things more terrible even than losing someone you love by death.

I lost my childhood. I didn't play football or video games. Or have birthdays or the love of a family.

I've lost loved ones in my life who never knew how much I loved them. Now I live with the regret that my true feelings for them never were revealed.