Quotes About Loss

It is a frightful thing to drop out of one's place in the world and never find it again. I try very hard to keep my memory green and thus by sympathy live anew, or if not anew, aright, which is more to the point, much more.

That's the way it is at some point in life. An inevitable consequence of living. A lot of things begin falling away.

All your grief hasn't changed a thing. What you have lost will not be returned to you. It will always be lost. You're left with only your scars to mark the void. All you can choose to do is go on or not. But if you go on, it's knowing you carry your scars with you.

Ah, my brother, you cannot comprehend the pain of parting from her. No, I can't. I would die for the least hair of her royal head, God bless it! but I could live very well from now till Doomsday without ever setting eyes on the said head.

Put away from you this unfounded grief; only let it be a lesson to you to be as kind as possible to those you love; and remember, when they are gone from you, you will never think you had been kind enough.

When you suffer and lose, that does not mean you are being disobedient to God. In fact, it might mean you're right in the center of His will. The path of obedience is often marked by times of suffering and loss.

I let the happy times slip through my fingers and gripped on to the sad times as if they were my heart's desire

Autarchies had been shattered, hermit kingdoms destroyed. Almost a billion had died in war, plague, starvation, and madness. But worse was yet to come, as what passed for civilization on this world guttered and faded beneath the penumbra of a darkness deeper than eternal night.

and not getting to hang out at a theatrical troupe's after-party with Cassie. (Who he gloomily realizes he will never see again

He knew what loss was, how the mind refuses to believe, the way the body aches with a need that can't be satisfied, and the awful, endless desolation of the spirit.

I wasn't there, I wasn't there." The final failure, in the father's eyes. "Nor was God," Rutledge said, and sat with the grieving man for another quarter of an hour, until he was calmer.

Charles Todd

Boys have never been to war. It's easy to believe that it's all a game. That the dead will get up off the grass in time for tea.

the word shari'ah literally means 'a path that leads to water.' Even the dire warnings that appear in the Qur'an are essentially nothing but the protective words of a Friend who doesn't want to see us lose our way and come to grief.

For I have seen the women moving, this year Storing away the clothes that will never be worn again, putting the death-sanctified sheets away Gathering up their lives too, in patterns I cannot enter

By the time I've spent $1 million on tickets, I'm going to end up with something strikingly close to $560,000.

A moment that should have lasted forever and forever Long over— it came and went before I knew it existed. I think I know what it means, But every time I start to explain it, I forget the words.

Parker Haas, crying Omaha, and his sleepless Rose.

My poor Chick-fil-A Sandwich," she says and hugs me.

Death is agony. There is simply no other way to describe it. It is getting the wind knocked out of you over and over again, and just when you think you have enough strength to take a deep breath, it knocks you down again. There is no break from the pain. It is arduous, unyielding.

I didn't know that my brother's death was defining me. I didn't know that I had the ability to say no to being defined by death. Now I was with a person who could help me process what happened and turn the parts of me that acted like a nine-year-old into a self-actualized adult who had come to a better understanding of what it means to dig deep and admit your pain - thereby beginning the process of relinquishing it.

for someone who's lived with privilege their whole life, equality feels like a loss.

In death, the aftermath is worse tham=n the crash.

When person A loves person B, he began, person A gets upset at the thought of never seeing person B again. He meant me. He meant he loved me. But now I knew that love was a poisonous thing. It had turned me into a murderer. I would die with my secret before I would tell. It's better that way, I lied, because person B doesn't love person A back.