Quotes About Loss

Although Miss Peebles remained in charge of Princess Anne, she was aloof and seemed totally disinterested, and two years later she was found dead, alone in her room at Buckingham Palace. Charles was deeply distressed when she was discovered. Princess Anne said later that her only reaction was guilt because she didn't feel anything.

Don't be ashamed to weep; 'tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.

Don't be ashamed to weep; 'tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.

Sometimes friends do go from us-it will happen more and more as you grow up, Chugg. But if you really love your friends, they're never really gone. Somewhere they're watching over you and they're always there inside your heart. -Martin

The more you care about someone, the more likely it is that your eventual parting of ways will be as sudden as it is baffling.

I'm not afraid of the world. I'm afraid of a world without you.

My name is Brian Keene and I am either losing my mind or I am being haunted.  Or both.

His mother died of Alzheimer's, and in his opinion, burning to death in a burst of clinging napalm would be preferable to that.

The small objects belonging to the dead became part of the household. I did not feel that it was theft as their owners hadn't really gone away.

I looked at a photo of Martyn Duffey today and it shocked me seeing him so lifelike in that photo and dead, gone, destroyed by me, I can't stop thinking about it.

I had a feeling of hopelessness, grief, and a sense of emptiness, and even if I knew the body to be dead I felt that the personality was still within, aware and listening to me.

I know this because the worst has happened. The thing I can't live with… has happened. And for all our back and forth— and all the things we've said and done to each other… there's one thing that I'll never be able to tell anyone now… The one thing! The one thing I should have told you. But now I can't… It wasn't worth it.

What about those men you read about in newspaper stories who walk out of their homes saying they are going down to the corner to buy cigarettes and are never heard from again? This is Paris. I am here. What if I never go back?

they had lived, they'd lived intensely. But no matter how deeply you live, it comes to this in the end: one of you will be gone and the other will be in mourning.

If you lose your purpose ... it's like you're broken.

But there are other stories waiting to be told, and they will be lost one day, too. Whatever the case, it's all beneath your feet, right now.

Did you ever notice that all machines are made for some reason? … They are built to make you laugh, like the mouse here, or to tell the time, like clocks, or to fill you with wonder like the automaton. Maybe that's why a broken machine always makes me a little sad, because it isn't able to do what it was meant to do. … Maybe it's the same with people: if you lose your purpose, it's like you're broken.

Maybe the play wasn't about miracles. No, maybe it was about the passage of time, and the need for patience, and the ability to forgive. Maybe Shakespeare was saying that even in a world where miracles can happen, there's still going to pain, and lost, and regret. Because sometimes people die and you can't bring them back. That's what life is Joseph realized, miracles and sadness, side by side.

Maybe that's why a broken machine always makes me a little sad, because it isn't able to do what it was meant to do...Maybe it's the same with people," Hugo continued. "If you lose your purpose...it's like your broken.

Maybe the play wasn't about miracles. No, maybe it was about the passage of time, and the need for patience, and the ability to forgive. Maybe Shakespeare was saying that even in a world where miracles can happen, there's still going to be pain, and loss, and regret. Because sometimes people die and you can't bring them back. That's what life is Joseph realized, miracles and sadness, side by side.

because here, Bullet, here is where the world ends, every time.

Has this year made me a better lover? Will I understand something of hardship, of loss, will a lover sense this in my kiss or touch? What do I know of redemption or sacrifice, what will I have to say of the dead - that it was it worth it, that any of it made sense? I have no words to speak of war.

In 1968, an average of 45 Americans died in Vietnam every day.)

More American servicemen were killed in Vietnam in 1968—nearly 17,000—than in any other year of the war.