Quotes About Loss

It's like grains of sand crumbling in warning at the beginning of a landslide to realise I have not missed him.

Probably between half a million and eight hundred thousand in all were killed in Punjab in 1947.

What and how much had I lost by trying to do only what was expected of me instead of what I myself had wished to do?

When someone you love dies, you get a big bowl of sadness put down in front of you, steaming hot. You can start eating now, or you can let it cool and eat it bit by bit later one. Either way, you end up eating the whole thing. There's really no way around it.

What greater pain could mortals have than this To see their children dead before their eyes

In war, there are no winners.

Torn pages curl and brown. The flames fly up. In the flickering light a cry. Who will lift the fallen stones? Who will link the broken chain?

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

Just as the capacity for experiencing fatigue has evolved to protect us from overexertion, the capacity for sadness may have evolved to prevent additional losses. Maladaptive extremes of anxiety, sadness, and other emotions make more sense when we understand their evolutionary origins and normal, adaptive functions.

I could feel the baby being torn from my insides. It was really painful....Three-quarters of the way through the operation I sat up....In the cylinder I saw the bits and pieces of my little child floating in a pool of blood. I screamed and jumped up off the table....I just couldn't stop throwing up....

What is the most appropriate thing to say to a friend who was about to die. He answered:"tell your friend that in his death, a part of you dies and goes with him. Whenever he goes, you also g. He will not be alone".

Dile a tu amigo que al morir él, una parte de ti se irá con él. Adonde quiera que él vaya, tú irás con él. Nunca estará solo».

Here was a woman, having a child by accident that she surely would come to love. As for me, through the accident of cancer I'd be leaving three children to grow up without my love.

(C)(P) AN INFINITESIMAL AMOUNT OF BLACK, POOR BLACKS,POOR WHITES LIVES HAS BEEN LOST IN AMERICA BEFORE A SIMPLE CAMERA PHONE WAS INVENTED, AND ALLOWED TO BE USED AS EVIDENCE IN A COURT SYSTEM WHICH SPEAKS INJUSTICE AFTER SO MANY YEARS. IT IS MY HOPE THAT THE TECHNOLOGY WE CREATE WILL DO THAT TO SHOW THE TRUTH SO NECESSARY TO DECIDE OUR FATE. THE AHMAUD ARBERY CASE SPEAK THIS TRUTH.

**(C)(P) BOOK- IN THE PASSAGE OF TIME-LOSING YOUR LOVED ONES-TEACHES ME THIS TRUTH:- WITH MUCH WISDOM COMES SORROW. SORROW MAKES ONE ASK-WHAT ARE WE TOILING FOR? WHY WORRY? I KNOW THAT I MAY SAVE OTHERS, BUT MYSELF I CANNOT SAVE. JAH IS MY ROCK!

poem- when good cops die I ask the lord why- why do they need to go when our country, america needs them so! (2) it was the officer at the capitol, a rage of attackers on their fellow man. now the officer in boulder, his death could not be colder. (3) my heart hurts for their family. the home will never be what it used to be.I must pray, say a prayer for their family. america will never rid itself of such hate full tragedy.

the phone rang. When the phone rang so early in the morning, it oftentimes meant somebody was dead. An elderly person had passed in the night. A Friday night traffic fatality. The families of deceased would set about the task of notifying family and friends, and somewhere among the sad litany of phone calls, they dialed our number.

I tried gambling and it never paid off, women make you suffer, and greed has no end...

Death doesn't exist. It never did, it never will. But we've drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it, we've got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. All it is, however, is a stopped watch, a loss, an end, a darkness. Nothing.

Knowledge is precious in all its forms: music, art, science, and technology, as well as the embedded knowledge in our bodies and brains. Any loss of this knowledge is tragic.

Death is a great tragedy…a profound loss…I don't accept it…I think people are kidding themselves when they say they are comfortable with death.

Siempre he estado enfermo [...] No puedo recordar el nombre de las enfermedades, pero recuerdo el dolor. Como alguien que ha perdido la casa y aún guarda la llave.

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