Quotes About Loss

They all lived so steeped in fear that the losses they had yet to suffer had already consumed them.

Não, capitão Madsen, não nos arrependemos de ter tido uma criança só porque a perdemos. Ter uma criança não é um negócio que se faz com a vida. Como eu disse, uma criança é um dom. E o que fica depois de uma criança desaparecer é a recordação dos anos que pôde viver. Não a sua morte.

But to close your eyes for the last time on something precious - a hope, a hand reaching out for you - that must be the worst. Even terror needs a yardstick, and surely the yardstick for the unknown is the known?

Tonight we danced with the drowned. And they were us.

Why must we be always seeking for the lost Child? Why must we be always feeling the pain of loss? If we did not, we should not realise that our idols are not God, are not Christ. Bad as they are, they match our limitations; and if they could content us, we should never know the real beauty of Christ:we should not become whole.

Where's the rest of me?

And I'm suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...?" His voice tightened. "And meanwhile, I'll die a little bit more every day, watching.

We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

Still I pictured having you for fifty, sixty more years. I thought I might be ready then to let you go. But it's you, and I realize now that I won't be anymore ready to lose you then than I am right now. Which is not at all.

There are memories that time does not erase... Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable.

Death, the sable smoke where vanishes the flame.

A woman being never at a loss... the devil always sticks by them.

There' s not a joy the world can give like that it takes away, When the glow of early thought declines in feeling's dull decay.

And yet, my girl, we weep in vain, In vain our fate in sighs deplore; Remembrance only can remain, But that, will make us weep the more.

But 'tis done—all words are idle— Words from me are vainer still; But the thoughts we cannot bridle 55 Force their way without the will. Fare thee well! thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie, Sear'd in heart, and lone, and blighted, More than this I scarce can die.

For want of a nail the shoe is lost, for want of a shoe the horse is lost, for want of a horse the rider is lost.

Hee that is in a towne in May loseth his spring.

Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out.

Grief melts awayLike snow in May,As if there were no such cold thing.

He would adore my gifts instead of me,And rest in Nature, not the God of Nature:So both should losers be.

To all who mourn a son, a brother, a husband, a father, a friend I can only offer you the gratitude of a nation, for your loved one served his country with distinction and honor." ... "Your men are under a different command now, one that knows no rank, only love; knows no danger, only peace, May God bless them all.

To die and part is a less evil; but to part and live, there, there is the torment.

Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream, And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.

I bitterly recalled that I had no arms.