Quotes About Loss

Friends die in war. It is easier to remember this before the war than after.

Battles are never the end of war; for the dead must be buried and the cost of the conflict must be paid.

My grandfather for example only died twice, once during the war and once in the 1980s.

Kings play at war unfairly with republics; they can only lose some earth, and some creatures they value as little, while republics lose in every soldier a part of themselves.

Faded the flower and all its budded charms,Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes,Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise!Vanishd unseasonably

I tried to peg out soldierly,--no use! One dies of war like any old disease.

I thought of all that worked dark pits Of war, and died Digging the rock where Death reputes Peace lies indeed.

When great armies go to war, Sorrow is the sole winner.

When many people are killed, they should be mourned and lamented. Those who are victorious in war should follow the rites of funerals.

How many thousands of [lives] are there every year that comes cast away, (in all civilized countries at least)--and consider'd asnothing but common air, in competition of an hypothesis.

Nobody whom this war has touched will ever be happy again in quite the same way. But it will be a better happiness, I think, little sister - a happiness we've earned.

God pity the tortured hearts that will pant through this night! And the agony of the poor wife who has heard that her husband is really killed!

Ten days after the war ended, my sister Laura drove a car off a bridge.

war is not just a victory or loss ... People die.

A trillion dollars spent, 2,000 American lives lost - Afghanistan is the longest war in American history. But you don't hear a word about it.

When people go at war they cheapen things.

My son was killed in a war without honor for the sake of lies.

It was quite a European war until 1917, when the Americans joined up. They don't have the same sense of the loss of innocence and the cataclysmic loss of life. A whole generation was wiped out.

I walk where once the grass was green And mourn the lark that sings no more What bird could sing whose eyes have seen Broken blossoms on the field of war?

In the lost battle, Borne down by the flying, Where mingles war's rattle With groans of the dying.

To hear of a thousand deaths in war is terrible, and we 'know' that it is. But as it registers on our hearts, it is not more terrible than one death fully imagined.

Living in war is a co- existence with death.

What a terrible thing war is, what a terrible thing!

In a war, the first casualty is human dignity.