Quotes About Loss

C'est par amour pour la vie que que je voudrais la quitter à temps, non sans un terrible regret. Mais je sais que tout ce que j'ai déjà perdu et tout ce qui s'en va chaque jour, ne sera remplacé par rien.

La mort des parents ne devient définitive que le jour où leur enfants ne sont plus là pour les évoquer. Alors la mémoire de ce qu'ils étaient vraiment s'abolit. Ils survivront, brumeux, dans les souvenirs de leurs petits-enfants, qui ne les auront connus que vieux

C'est par amour pour la vie que je voudrais la quitter à temps, non sans terrible regret. Mais je sais que tout ce que j'ai déjà perdu et tout ce qui s'en va chaque jour, ne sera remplacé par rien

For want of a nail, the shoe was lost. For want of a shoe, the horse was lost. For want of a horse, the rider was lost. For want of a rider, the battle was lost. For want of a battle, the kingdom was lost.

A light wind blew through here that carried with it scents of sadness and loss, not recognizable odors but smells that corresponded to nothing, chimerical fragrances able to evoke melancholic memories.

Those who dismiss names as a detail have never been displaced.

We know well what we lose by death, but we know not what we gain.

To gain that which is worth having, it may be necessary to lose everything else.

Hell is not to love any more, madame. Not to love any more!

Independence was enriching, but most often it meant loss, isolation, and cultural deprivation

The death of a child, the most sorrowful of all the mysteries.

They tell me the letters I write to you and leave here at this memorial are waking others up to the fact that there is still much pain left, after all these years, from the Vietnam War. But this I know. I would rather to have had you for 21 years, and all the pain that goes with losing you, than never to have had you at all.

Nobody lived in Eden anymore.

Roland was one of the lucky hedonists to survive El Diablo which swooped in to kill so many of them So many deaths ruined any sense of nostalgia, sadly, remembering the past also meant Remembering the Dead

she surprised herself at the strength of her grief

then her mother died, devoured from the inside by the ruthless, ravenous, carnivorous disease that started off with one organ before moving on to destroy the others

It's always a bad sign when we start thinking in numbers,' Joseba had said to me once, apropos a poem he was writing. 'When we're about to lose something good or something we really love, we start to count: only another so many days, we say. And the same thing happens when we're in a situation we don't like: we start to calculate how many days until the end. In either case, thinking in numbers is never good.

A remembrance can mean nothing to the one remembered; it can only remind the ones left behind how little they did while you were still alive.

Sometimes the memory of happiness cannot stay true because it ended unhappily..

I know that I found it beautiful. But I cannot recapture it's beauty.

But grief let loose from a woman who lost a child—that was the worst type of grief of all.

Since 2001, nearly sixty thousand manufacturing plants in this country have been shut down and boarded up, and we have lost more than 4.8 million decent-paying manufacturing jobs.

O Germany, pale mother!

Oh! Moon of AlabamaWe now must say good-byeWe've lost our good old mamaAnd must have whiskeyOh, you know why!