Quotes About Loss

La ley natural del universo es la entropía, todo tiende al desorden, a romperse, a dispersarse, la gente se pierde, miren cuántos se perdieron en La Retirada, los sentimientos se destiñen y el olvido se desliza en las vidas como neblina. Se requiere una voluntad heroica para mantener todo en su sitio.

La pasé sentado junto a la tumba de Rosa, hablando con ella, acompañándola en la primera parte de su viaje al Más Allá, cuando es más difícil desprenderse de la tierra y se necesita el amor de los que quedan vivos, para irse al menos con el consuelo de haber sembrado algo en el corazón ajeno.

One day they would need to have the discussion about how long mourning lasts, how long the dead are allowed to haunt us.

She was the only one in the family who did not lose her serenity, thanks to her training in surmounting pain and the fact that her grandmother had often explained to her the circumstances and rituals of death.

pero descubrí que me faltaba la billetera.

La ley natural del universo es la entropía, todo tiende al desorden, a romperse, a dispersarse, la gente se pierde, miren cuántos se perdieron en la Retirada, los sentimientos se destiñen y el olvido se desliza en las vidas como neblina.

la muerte de un hijo quiebra a la pareja, pocas sobreviven a esa prueba

Me sobra tiempo. Me sobra el futuro completo. Quiero dártelo, hija, porque has perdido el tuyo.

sólo quedaban sobre la cama dos criaturas desvalidas, con la memoria ausente, flotando en el vacío terrible de tantas palabras calladas.

Isabel Allende

Un día más de espera, uno menos de esperanza. Un día más de silencio, uno menos de vida. La muerte anda suelta por los pasillos y mi tarea es distraerla para que no encuentre tu puerta.

Y se odió por no haberla amado y cuidado como merecía y por haber perdido la oportunidad de formar con ella un hogar amable, donde Amanda hubiera florecido.

We all knew that we could grieve only for a short while in order to continue staying alive.

We had not only lost our childhood in the war but our lives had been tainted by the same experiences that still caused us great pain and sadness.

That morning we thanked the men who had helped bury Saidu. You will always know where he is laid, one of the men said. I nodded in agreement, but I know that the chances of coming back to the village were slim, as we had no control over our future. We know only how to survive.

I will not be alive to see the end of this war. So, to save a place in your memories for other things, I won't tell you my name. If you survive this war, just remember me as the old man you met. You boys should be on your way.

The only thing that consoled him, for a few seconds at least, was when the woman who had embraced him, and now cried with him, told him that at least he would have the chance to bury them. He would always know where they were laid to rest, she said. She seemed to know a little more about war than the rest of us.

One man carried his dead son. He thought the boy was still alive. The father was covered with his son's blood, and as he ran he kept saying, I will get you to the hospital, my boy, everything will be fine. Perhaps it was necessary that he cling to false hopes, since they kept him running from harm.

I put my hands behind my head and lay on my back, trying to hold on to the memories of my family. Their faces seemed to be far off somewhere in my mind, and to get to them I had to bring up painful memories.

I lay in my bed night after night staring at the ceiling and thinking, Why have I survived the war? Why was I the last person in my immediate family to be alive? I didn't know.

I feel like each time I accept death, part of me dies.

She was wearing her white uniform and was on her way to take on other traumatized children. It must be tough living with so many war stories. I was just living with one, mine, and it was difficult, as the nightmares about what had happened continued to torment me. Why does she do it? Why do they all do it? I thought as we went our separate ways. It was the last time I saw her. I loved her but never told her.

I feel unfinished business with the WBO title because that was my first loss when I went to New Zealand with Joseph Parker.

After my dad passed away, I had this bizarre goal. I wanted to play drums for Led Zeppelin. I just wanted to be able to say, 'Dad, I did it.'