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Quotes About Loss

I bet He's only sad for the part of me that belonged to Him.
~ Carlton Mellick III
I've taken to talking to the ground as if it is Stacy. I tell her how happy I am to still be with her, even though we can't see each other. I'm sure she feels the same way, comforting her lonely nights by knowing that I am still inside her, thinking about her. After my voice starts to get scratchy, I just speak to her in my head.
~ Carlton Mellick III
Oh mother. I didn't know that when you died, I'd never be me anymore.
~ Carly Simon
Ella no le contestó. Yo la veía con su largo abrigo oscuro, su eterno sombrero, apoyada en apoyada en el hombro de la madre, inclinándose hasta tocar con su cabeza la blanca cabeza y tuve la sensación de encontrarme ante una de aquellas últimas hojas de otoño, muertas en el árbol antes de que el viento las arrastrase.
~ Carmen Laforet
Aún era yo la criatura encogida y amargada a la que le han roto un sueño.
~ Carmen Laforet
More money has been lost because of four words than at the point of a gun. Those words are 'This time is different.
~ Carmen M. Reinhart
Y de pronto me sorprendí al comprobar que el corazón ni siquiera se me aceleraba al pensar en ella. Me dolió que no me doliera.
~ Carmen Posadas
Suddenly, stupidly, she started singing: "If Adelita went off with another man.
~ Carmen Posadas
I hold him in the casket of my widow's head as he held me upon that next best bed.
~ Carol Ann Duffy
This was Maude's legacy; she left Alice with her heart weakened, its chambers bruised. She was no longer up to the enthusiasm required by love.
~ Carol Anshaw
She lit another cigarette and smiled. "And that, kid, is when they added the S to the end of my last name." I laughed right through the kumquats. I miss her. She died early on the morning of my birthday in 1989, and I got my flowers and the card from her that afternoon.
~ Carol Burnett
For people like us, the life span of dogs is the world's dirtiest trick.
~ Carol Lea Benjamin
Deep inside me something says don't feel anything, go back to sleep, when you feel, it hurts. When you love, people die." —Ruth Mendenberg
~ Carol Matas
Will you be all right?" she asked How could I be? Would you be all right, I felt like screaming, if you'd just watched your family taken away, watched your entire town taken away, to be murdered . I'll never be alright.
~ Carol Matas
If I forget the bad, I have to forget the good, too. The memories are all I have now of my family. And I don't want to lose them.
~ Carol Matas
Nick's need to reduce dissonance was increased by the irrevocability of his decision; he could not unmake that decision without losing a lot of money.
~ Carol Tavris
The happiest, most mature adults were those who could embrace the losses in their lives and transform them into sources of deep gratitude—not with platitudes or Pollyanna glosses, say the researchers, but by discovering the genuinely positive aspects of their multifaceted lives.
~ Carol Tavris
Grief was a strange companion. At first it had hit hard and strong, like a blast of frigid wind, a shuddering blow that left no air in his body. Then it subsided for a while, rising up from time to time like an adder, coiled and poised to sink its teeth into the flesh of its victim. Ian had tried outrunning it, then fighting it, but quickly found the best thing was to lie still and let it crash over him like a wave.
~ Carole Lawrence
So little goes with the body of a man. So much is left behind.
~ Carole Maso
Life is too short to spend your time pining for someone who isn't here.
~ Carole Matthews
There's already someone that I love very much. I just never knew quite how much until it was too late.
~ Carole Matthews
There is the disease and the person, and though I am living with both, one has robbed me of the other.
~ Carole Radziwill
The dead slip out quietly and leave furious holes in their wake. It's Fortune's strong suit. She keeps catching us unprepared, again and again.
~ Carole Radziwill
You never stop thinking you might have beaten it somehow, and there were moments when we thought we had. Your husband can be dead years, and you can't stop thinking how you might have beaten it. Or how they could have left ten minutes earlier, or the next morning. Or that damn lighthouse could have flickered through the fog.
~ Carole Radziwill