Quotes About Loss

What is it like when you lose someone you love?" Jane asked."You die, too. And you wait around for your body to catch up.

A real woman's blood pressure will go up when another man touch her, in anger of me losing my dignity and not because she likes it.

And after that, I watched our house collapse in on itself and I spent some time lying in the rubble. Then I vanished completely. I wasn't here at all. Then you phoned.

I loved Verti. Until she jumped. That is when I felt Vertigo.

In a surreal gift from the universe, time both stands still and flies past you in that singular moment when you find out someone you once loved is gone.

What's love if not the thing you'll do anything and everything to get back once lost? What's hate if not the thing you'll do anything and everything to get rid of once found?

It is funny how the things we hate are the things we miss most when they are gone

What you hate the most, stays with you, while the loved ones walk away.

You hated what we had done, and it had meant so much to me. I hated you after that.

A thousand moments lost because you took them for granted, just because you expected a thousand more.

Some Memories are better be destroyed.. you never know when do you fall in love with someone, and when you're kicked out.. it's life, crazy enough!

....because people die but their memories not.

...everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ...

It's sad when the people you love most become a bitter memory.

Honesty. Sobriety. My virginity. No way to regain the first two, I almost gave away the last.

I lied to hurt you. For letting him be dead while you lived. For being loved by him more than he loved me!He loved you more than he ever loved any of the rest of us!

I dreamt of land but that was so long ago.I don't even know if he still exists.

where oh where, in what cemetery of the heavens do the tender words of lovers rest when they love no more? (Searching for author)

So here's my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love – love you never even knew you were capable of – supposed to go?

I carried around five tons of pain where she used to be.

There is nothing I can do that won't bring me back to you.

Remembrance is a strange thing. With love its pain is bearable. With bitterness it simply destroys.

The ecstasy of seeing her versus the agony of losing her, a million births and a million deaths.

Your heart doesn't think. Your heart is stupid. It doesn't consider the relativity of tragedy when it breaks.