Quotes About Loss

It didn't symbolize their love," Courtney said. "It symbolized all the ways that love can go wrong. It was real, then it was not, it was stolen, it was retrieved. Maybe the ring is bad luck.

Oh, I forgot to tell you the rest of it —he's a widower now, so they can ride off together into the sunset, their wedding rings glinting.

The loss of transcendence has left in its wake the flotsam of distrustful, cynical Christians, angry at a capricious God, and the jetsam of smug bibilolatrists who claim to know precisely what God is thinking and exactly what he plans to do.

Much of my callousness and invulnerability has come from my refusal to mourn the loss of a soft word and a tender embrace.) Blessed are those who weep and mourn.

Those of us who receive the blessing of a long life will also need to understand and manage grief and loss many times throughout our lives. Grief will come again, and again. Loss is a requisite part of the aging process and the human experience.

The past was a bridge that looked solid and sturdy, but once you were on it, you saw that it extended only far enough to strand you, to suspend you between loss and longing with nowhere to go at all.

The strange and scattered pieces of ourselves we leave behind,

Beneath this tree lies the body of John Oakhurst, who struck a streak of bad luck on the 23rd of November, 1850, and handed in his checks on the 7th of December, 1850.

Something vital is lost when practices of mindfulness are transplanted from their original ethical and religious contexts into the contemporary context of neoliberal capitalism with its primary aim of profit based on maximizing productivity and consumption.

there's a difference between having no one because you've chosen it and having no one because everyone has been taken away.

Men kan nooit werkelijk een plek-van-vroeger terug vinden, of een voorbije staat van zijn opnieuw beleven. Er is ooit een toestand van volmaakt geluk geweest die men in de loop van de tijd onophoudelijk verliest, vergeet. Toch blijft men geloveen dat die ergens in het verleden verzonken is en hervonden kan worden.

In a modern warfare, you will die like a dog for no good reason

We're living as if we were in mourning for a lost paradise, he thought. As if we longed for the car thieves and safecrackers of the old days, who doffed their caps and behaved like gentlemen when we came to take them in. But those days have irretrievably vanished, and it's questionable whether they were ever as idyllic as we remember them.

Memory is like glass. A person who has died is still visible, very close. But we can no longer contact each other. Death is mute; it excludes conversations, only allows silence.

But then an old man was discovered impaled in a ditch, and once again his world had started crumbling away beneath his feet. He wondered how long he could keep this up.

We can never make sense of death,' I said. 'It doesn't obey any laws or follow any rules. Death is an intractable anarchist.

It occurred to Wallander that no matter when death comes, it disrupts everything. Death always arrives at the wrong time —something is left undone.

Growing older meant losing a little bit of energy every single day. And one day it would be completely gone.

Mais il ne l'a pas oubliée, il ne l'oubliera jamais, elle était le grand amour de sa vie. Et elle, maintenant, je la retrouve en train de se biturer en plein midi à poil dans sa cuisine. Elle aussi, elle erre dans ce brouillard morose, et moi je n'ai toujours pas réussi à m'en libérer, alors que je vais avoir bientôt trente ans.

I feel as if part of my soul has been replaced by an artificial limb," he wrote. "It still doesn't do what I want it to do.

the remnants of a person's life inevitably ended up at the nearest dump.

De repente notó que la vieja confianza que los unía cuando eran niños había desaparecido.

An African who loses the ability to die with dignity is a lost man.

Births and deaths are going on all around us all the time. But the dying seems more pronounced when you reach the front of the line. Now that my father is dead there's no one ahead of me anymore.