Quotes About Loss

Everybody has something to lose. You have points to lose. You have money to lose. You have opportunity to lose.

That money talks, I'll not deny, I heard it once: it said, 'goodbye

We can lose money, But the loss of human life is loss forever.

Money was spiritual indemnity against some unspecifiable future loss. It existed in purest form in his mind, my money, a reinforcing source of meditation.

Casinos invariably win because they push their money under the table, what remains over the table of their clients' evaporates eventually!

You want money... Okay... Now few dollars... then few... then few... and poof everything is gone. That's call failure!

To truly strip a man of everything, one must take away his community, money, and corrode the core of his beliefs until he is left bathed in the agony of isolation.

To truly strip a man of everything, one must take away his money, community, and the core of his beliefs until he is bathed in the agony of isolation.

Never squander money, opportunity or a good wife. They all tend to end up in the hands of someone who won't.

It is the law of wealth that such people only profit from the money that is taken from them.

Greatest quality of money is whether coming or going leave tears in the eyes of beholder.

In the bad old days there were three easy ways of losing money - racing being the quickest women the pleasantest and farming the most certain.

Money can't buy happiness. Or put my family back together.

If I finance a bank and I know if the bank will get in trouble, I will be hit and I will lose money, I will put a price on that.

My mother had taught shorthand and typing to support us since my father died, and secretly she hated it and hated him for dying and leaving no money because he didn't trust life insurance salesmen.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

Your body is like a dew-drop on the morning grass, your life is as brief as a flash of lightning. Momentary and vain, it is lost in a moment.

In the dark morning silence, I placed a gun to her head. She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead.

It has not been a good day. I lost my glasses early this morning and I had to go buy a pair of 79 dollar reading glasses today. 79 bucks. You can literally get them at Costco, three-for-20.

How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That's when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

If I get too comfortable, I will wake one morning and everything around me will have shifted overnight. All I knew? I know no longer. And all I had? Vanished in an instant.

The tragic solemnity of existence strikes us with terrible force on that morning when we wake to find the mournful words "too late" ringing in our ears.

TRYING TO FILL THE empty SPACE i don't know if I will ever understand this Ache. Perhaps it is simpley and completely Love and what HAPPENS. at the end. Loss November 17, early morning

A fine morning's killing, ay! All their necks wrung - all dead birds! Once they could fly - fly and swim! Fly and swim! All dead now - and sold cheap in the open market!