Loss Quotes
In a way, it was the same as any normal break up. You took what was yours …. and I kept what I’d had from before we were together…You took my heart …. and I had nothing…
I don’t think you ever really understood….…. All the love I had in the world went to you.
How many times did we pass each other before we met? If only I’d known…. I would have searched for you endlessly.If only I’d found you before it was already too late.
When I was with him suddenly I wasn’t this broken person anymore.I was just me.I was whole again.I was just a person – like everyone else.
Our parting was like a stalemate….Neither of us won. Yet both of us lost.And worse still … that unshakable feeling that nothing was ever really finished.
A kiss….….. is just a kiss….Until it’s all you reminisce.(Then the memory becomes your most treasured possession.)
It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life…But what hurts more is knowing you’ll revise that chapter someday….….. and you’ll erase me completely.
I try to do something positive – I socialise more…But deep down I know the truth.An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost.
I still think of you every day.But I’m trying not to let it hurt me with the same intensity that it used to.
How do you love someone and just… walk away? Just like that. You just, go on as normal…. You get up, get dressed, go to work… How can you do that? How can you be okay with that?
This is another awful truth of losing people you love: everyone needs something different. And the needs almost never match up.
The sorrow we feel when we lose a loved one is the price we pay to have had them in our lives.
Memories is all that you have, which help you survive the storms and struggles of your daily life after you lose someone!
There are only two most powerful situations- being so small that you have nothing to lose and being so big that you don't care what you lose!
She refused to know love again. The thought of another heartbreak was far too much for her to bear.
For you are you, and I am I, and once we were we… but as long as I exist and so do you – know that I will always love you.
There comes a point where you no longer care if there’s a light at the end of the tunnel or not. You’re just sick of the tunnel.
You made me feel worthwhile…. like for once it mattered if I was here or not because I actually meant something to someone…. because I meant something to you. I miss that feeling.
Perhaps the echoes of people we once loved still linger in the places we frequented with them and that is why we go back… Not so much to remember them as to feel them…
You see, evil men, the likes of whom have sought to enslave their fellow man since the dawn of creation, took America not by might or strength of arms, but by deception and guile.
The intellect shows profit-loss in all worldly things. It shows duality. The intellect is the mother of duality.
Self-help isn't really self-help unless someone else is also helping you. We'd like to be that someone.
He wondered what his heart would look like if he could pluck it from his chest and inspect it.
Sometimes God will place a wall on your path to force you to go in another direction.
We have a choice. We can be jaded by what we’ve lost, or joyous over what that thing had accomplished while we had it.
We may not be able to control life’s circumstances, but we always have a choice about how we use our minds to respond to them.
Your current body is the only body that can take you to your new body—so be kind to it.
While your ego is always trying to figure out its place in the world, your true self knows that your place is always right here, right now.
To let something go is to participate in a much greater dance that we call life.
Somewhere out there, a higherform of sadism, won the first round.Well, screw that. I'm not ready to bepwned.
Starting over is an acceptance of a past we can’t change, an unrelenting conviction that the future can be different, and the stubborn wisdom to use the past to make the future what the past was not.
Never sever ties with a family member you once loved. Each of you might be on different spiritual paths, but both trails are leading you home.
You must understand, owing to my loss of faith in life, I had gradually, inevitably embarked upon a small world of my creation.
Healing is not about moving on or “getting over it, ” it’s about learning to make peace with our pain and finding purpose in our lives again.
I stand, and wait among the sea foam. I swim in my own tears-I sing without my voice. I do not reach for higher ground, because I have lapped in the churning waters.
