Quotes About Loss

Hate him she did not quite; but he was dust and ashes to her...

Why did Troy not leave my treasure alone?

The pair were, in truth, but the ashes of their former fires. To the hot sorrow of the previous night had succeeded heaviness; it seemed as if nothing could kindle either of them to fervour of sensation any more.

To adorn her in somebody else's eyes; never again in mine.

He had passed through an ordeal of wretchedness which had given him more than it had taken away. He had lost all he possessed of worldly property; he had sunk from his modest elevation down to a lower ditch than that from which he had started; but he had now a dignified calm he had never known before and that indifference to fate. And thus the abasement had been an exaltation and the loss gain.

Jude waited at all the evening downstairs. At a very late hour the intelligence was bought to him that a child had been prematurely born, and that it, like the others, was a corpse.

Limitation of the capacity is never recognized as a loss by the loser therefrom.

They could scarcely feel as a loss what they had never expected to have.

How Great My Grief How great my grief, my joys how few, Since first it was my fate to know thee! —Have the slow years not brought to view How great my grief, my joys how few, Nor memory shaped old times anew, Nor loving-kindness helped to show thee How great my grief, my joys how few, Since first it was my fate to know thee?

I speak as one who plumbs Life's dim profound, One who at length can sound Clear views and certain. But—after love what comes? A scene that lours, A few sad vacant hours, And then, the Curtain.

Now the people sneer at me--the very hills and sky seem to laugh at me till I blush shamefully for my folly. I have lost my respect, my good name, my standing--lost it, never to get it again.

Era caduto dal suo modesto trono di re pastore fin giù, negli abissi melmosi di Siddim; ma gli erano rimaste una calma dignitosa che non aveva mai conosciuto prima e quell'indifferenza al destino che, benché spesso faccia dell'uomo un violento, diversamente è la base della sua sublimazione. Insomma, la sua caduta in basso era diventata un'ascesa, la perdita un guadagno.

Esta mujer significa mucho más para mí, incluso muerta, de lo que tú hayas significado, signifiques o puedas significar.

Shledávám, že nad smrt je trp?í žena, jejíž srdce je plno osidel a sítí.

He was numb except for dreading the loss of numbness.

Occasionally, on purpose, Dr. Lecter drops a teacup to shatter on the floor. He is satisfied when it does not gather itself together. For many months now, he has not seen Mischa in his dreams. Someday perhaps a cup will come together. Or somewhere Starling may hear a crossbow string and come to some unwilled awakening, if indeed she even sleeps.

Crawford was home for a month from the hospital, the chest pains came again in the night. Instead of calling an ambulance and going through it all again, he chose simply to roll over to the solace of his late wife's side of the bed.

The sun's a mattress fire her God died in.

It's hard to have anything, isn't it? Rare to get it, hard to keep it. This is a damn slippery planet.

Ralph died," Dolarhyde said. "I don't think he liked it very much.

Pitiful little bodies underneath the sheets, the unclaimed, the starvelings found huddled in alleys, still hugging themselves in death until rigor passed and then, in the formalin bath of the cadaver tank with their fellows, they let themselves go at last.

Oh, Reba, I can't stand to watch you burn.

We thought her dying whilst she slept, And sleeping when she died.

The dogs were really keening now, like Irish widows.