Quotes About Loss

You know what happens to girls who loves lost boys? They become lost themselves.

He was my first boyfriend, and I made him my everything - he was my new life, my new love, my new compass point. I guess that's the danger with firsts - you lose all sense of proportion.

But the more people we love and the more deeply we love them, the more vulnerable we are to loss and grief and loneliness.

I'd found love -- only to discover how fleeting it can be.

I know what love is because I lost it at an early age.

I know you'll never love me like you used to.

I loved but once, yet twice I lose my love!

I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the tide, A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge.

Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart. I took your thrust, whereby I since am slain, And I lie disheveled in the grass apart, A sodden thing bedrenched by tears and rain.

I am crying over the elusive nature of love.

Love can do all but raise the Dead.

I do believe that great love brings with it the terror and possibility of great loss.

I have a bad habit, in the shows that I run, of killing off the people that I love.

I would take anything I love and throw it off the highest cliff you ever saw and not wait to hear it bounce.

One fancies that what one loves cannot die.

But the way I see it, dying without knowing love would be a tragedy.

Love her as in childhood Through feeble, old and grey. For you'll never miss a mother's love Till she's buried beneath the clay.

I know how ingratitude burns, how falsehood tortures, for I have been deceived in friendship and in love; I have learned to lose and to resign myself.

Someone once told me years ago that there was nothing so dead as a warmed-over love affair.

Tragedy is the violation of love.

What you love, you must love all the harder because someday it will be gone.

Lover, " she whispers, and closes her eyes.It falls upon her.Love is like dying.

I Think it is lost.....but nothing is ever lost nor can be lost .The body sluggish, aged, cold, the ember left from earlier fires shall duly flame again.

...there are worse things than losing the girl.