Loss Quotes
Wherever it is you make your home, there is always this other place, this other person, calling to you. Come to me. Come back.
I am told many children block out the memory of trauma. In fact, the healing process can only truly begin when we are willing to remember.
So I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it.
But that's what love is, isn't it? When it hurts you more to see someone suffer than it does to take the pain away?
When a freedom is taken away from you, I suppose, you recognize it as a privilege, not a right.
He could not construct for the child's pleasure the world he'd lost without constructing the loss as well and he thought perhaps the child had known this better than he.
Why does everyone think a guy who prefers love to people is missing something in his life?
She let him go once. Every day demands that she release him over and over again.
Being unheard is the ground floor of giving up, and giving up is the ground floor of doing yourself in. It’s not so much, what’s the point? It’s more like, what’s the difference?
Eating healthy nutritious food is the simple and right solution to get rid of excess body weight effortlessly and become slim and healthy forever.
The word lethologica describes the state of not being able to remember the word you want.
And, as always happens, and happens far too soon, the strange and wonderful becomes a memory and a memory becomes a dream. Tomorrow it's gone.
one of the best and the most painful things about time traveling has been the opportunity to see my mother alive.
You don't have to tell me everything right away, but I have to tell you everything right away? Can't you see how stupid that is?
Listen to me: die after me, all right? I don't care what else you do, where you go, how you screw up your life, just... survive. Outlive me, please.
I would never see her again, except in memory. She was here, and now she's gone. There is no middle ground. Probably is a word that you may find south of the border. But never, ever west of the sun.
You lose a wallet or keys or something and you notice in a second, but your life can go missing and you don't even know it.
Losing people you love affects you. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. It doesn't magically go away, even when you stop officially mourning.
it is a sad truth in life that when someone has lost a loved one, friends sometimes avoid the person, just when the presence of friends is most needed.
A loss of any kind is horrible. Not because it takes away, but because it makes you believe- in newspapers, in tomatoes, in empty whiskey bottles.
I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it.
He knows that the only way he can accept losing her is if he can continue to hold her or be held by her. If they can somehow nurse each other out of this. Not with a wall.
A meaningful relationship between two people cannot sustain itself only in the present tense.
It's what happens. You love, then you lose, then you die. Even if you survive, you die.
You’ve been wondering lately when the moment is that somebody is truly lost to you.
I don't think it is as much a human foible as it is a human curse that we cannot understand the beauty of a thing until it is gone.
It was inevitable, of course, but somehow it didn't seem right to Alex that they would never remember the sound of Carly's laughter, or know how deeply she'd once loved them.
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.
Because I feel no anger toward my mother. Only loss, and loss is a feeling you can’t fight your way out of as easily.
Happiness and beauty are the worst things you can have in a life, because you never forget them. They go on and on ambushing you, presumably until you die.
Losing Chloe had been like reading a wonderfulook only to realize that all the pages past a certain point were blank.
One of the grubby truths about a loss is that you don't just mourn the dead person, you mourn the person you got to be when the lost one was alive. This loss might even be what affects you the most.
I breathed and breathed and did feel some calmness enter in, though it was, as always, shot with a sense of loss. Loss and fear.
And I think that in myself (and perhaps evident in what I write) fear of loss and the corresponding instinct to protect myself against loss are potent forces.
...all of our laments could not add a single second to her life, not one additional beat of the heart, nor a breath.
I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.
I'm not against working out. It's just not effective for weight loss. I like strength training to tone and firm the body so you look tight. But working out just makes you hungrier.
When along the pavement, Palpitating flames of life, People flicker around me, I forget my bereavement, The gap in the great constellation, The place where a star used to be
Oh, sometimes I think it is of no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came.
Of course he freaked me out. Of course it's nothing to do with me. But none of that matters. He loved me and now he doesn't. I was everything to him and now I am nothing.
Though surely to avoid attachments for fear of loss is to avoid life.
I trust online banking. You know why? Because if somebody hacks into my account and defrauds my credit card company, or my online bank account, guess who takes the loss? The bank, not me.