Quotes About Loss

She'd never imagined it like this-when she thought of someone (a woman like herself)losing her mind, she'd imagined shrieks and wails, hallucinations; but at that moment it had seemed clear that there was another way, far quieter; a way that was numb and hopeless, flat, so much so that an emotion as strong as sorrow would have been a relief.

Catherine thought Simon was in the locket, and in heaven, and with them still. Lucas hoped she didn't expect him to be happy about having so many Simons to contend with.

This love of theirs, with its reassuring domesticity and its easy silences, its permanence, has yoked Sally directly to the machinery of mortality itself. Now there is a loss beyond imagining.

Youth is the only sexy tragedy.

She'd never been religious. She hadn't allowed grief to send her crawling to the church.

He hadn't remotely imagined that one morning he'd check his text messages and find love to have been lost, with approximately the degree of remorse one would feel over the loss of a pair of sunglasses.

I think I know what frightens Clare - a certain ability to invent our own future has been lost. ... Now the good things are the predictable ones, and surprises mean bad news.

She'd never imagined it like this — when she'd thought of someone (a woman like herself ) losing her mind, she'd imagined shrieks and wails, hallucinations; but at that moment it had seemed clear that there was another way, far quieter; a way that was numb and hopeless, flat, so much so that an emotion as strong as sorrow would have been a relief.

Sokka: My first girlfriend turned into the moon. Zuko: That's tough buddy.

The nature of ambition is that it requires casualties.

Nach Hause zu kommen. Und nun ist da nur diese Dunkelheit und Leere. Ich hätte es wissen müssen, dass man niemals zurückkehren kann. Ich bin nicht mehr, der ich war, darum ist nichts mehr, wie es war. Jetzt weiß ich es.

Muss es denn so sein, dass ich alles verliere?« »Nichts geht verloren«, sagte sie, »alles verwandelt sich.«

Nein, man spürt nichts. Es fehlt einem eben nur etwas. Und jeden Tag fehlt einem mehr, wenn man davon einmal befallen ist. Bald werden wir gar nicht mehr vorhanden sein.

Un día nos dimos cuenta de que faltaba una palabra. Nadie nos la había robado, tampoco la habíamos olvidado. Sencillamente ya no estaba. Pero sin esa palabra no podíamos seguir actuando, porque ya nada daba sentido. Era precisamente la palabra por la que todo se relaciona con todo. ¿Comprende, bella dama? Desde entonces viajamos de un lado a otro para encontrarla de nuevo.

Momo, Gigi'yle kar??laÅŸt??? andan beri tek söz söyleyememiÅŸti. Oysa ona neler anlatmay? düÅŸlemiÅŸti. Onu as?l ÅŸimdi, bulduÄŸu ÅŸu anda kaybettiÄŸini anlad?.

Margrethe: And when all our eyes are closed, when even the ghosts have gone, what will be left of our beloved world? Our ruined and dishonoured and beloved world?

She thinks that if she gives it up, she'll lose the great abilities she believes she's acquired. It's a terrible paradox really: the mind falls in love with psychosis. The evil seduction, I call it. (186)

Officially, the complexion of the problem had changed (too many people were getting killed, for one thing), and the romance of spooking started to fall away like dead meat from a bone. As sure as heat rises, their time was over.

I think that Vietnam was what we had instead of happy childhoods.

I had a feeling of shame about my grief, as if I was making false amends for the bitterness I felt towards him when he was alive.

I couldn't get myself to bend down or pick up any dirt to throw it on her casket. I couldn't help to cover her up unless it was with a blanket and only her face were still showing.

If there was a single lesson I took away from Salomon Brothers, it is that rarely do all parties win. The nature of the game is zero sum. A dollar out of my customer's pocket was a dollar in ours, and vice versa.

The line between gambling and investing is artificial and thin. The soundest investment has the defining trait of a bet (you losing all of your money in hopes of making a bit more), and the wildest speculation has the salient characteristic of an investment (you might get your money back with interest).

March 2008 the stock market had finally grasped what every mortgage bond salesman had long known: Someone had lost at least $240 billion. But who? Morgan Stanley still owned $13 billion or so in CDOs, courtesy of Howie Hubler. The idiots in Germany owned some, Wing Chau and CDO managers like him owned some