Loss Quotes
How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable?
I was diamond on the outside, and I would not break.Inside, though, I was already broken.
Someone once said that death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live. I could tell you who said it, but who the hell really cares.
The real hell of this, " he told her, "is that you're going to get through it.
No popularity exists when tragedy strikes. All that's left are human hearts and love and ache. We all love each other, deep down, and when we see another soul in pain we can't help but hurt too.
I lost my father this past year, and the word feels right because I keep looking for him. As if he were misplaced. As if he could just turn up, like a sock or a set of keys.
And thus we all are nighingThe truth we fear to know:Death will end our cryingFor friends that come and go.
WHEN SOMEBODY GOES AWAY THERE'S THINGS YOU WANT TO TELL THEM. WHEN SOMEBODY DIES MAYBE THAT'S THE WORST THING. YOU WANT TO TELL THEM THINGS THAT HAPPEN AFTER.
He would find his Susie, inside his young son. Give that love to the living.
You are a hole in my life, a black hole. Anything I place there cannot be returned. I miss you terribly. Ci vedremo lassu, angelo.
That cake tasted good. But the cake in the garbage tasted better. It was the best cake I ever ate.
I don't say goodbye very easily, Anna. Not gracefully or prettily.Goodbye tears your heart out and leaves it a feast for carrion birds who happen by.
Heaven is a place where all the dogs you've ever loved come to greet you.
You may say suicide is a loss of control and cowardly. Foolish as it may sound, I am prepared to argue.
I could kill you a thousand times over Abraham, but we would never be even. You took everything I had.
She was made mostly of coffee and empty spaces.
I wonder if my first breath was as soul-stirring to my mother as her last breath was to me. – From 14 Days: A Mother, A Daughter, A Two-Week Goodbye
Only the debris of wreckage, and not much of that, was left behind by the sharks who fed on tragedy: the fishermen, too, mourned the death of a living child.
Dead. Even in the silence of my mind I cannot think the word. I cannot acknowledge this most obvious and terrible of truths.
...the only thing really worth doing in this life is giving love to everyone around you.
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heartlike the eye of a violet.
As an unavoidable result of the inevitable loss of some physical and/or some mental abilities, many a man who has been alive for many years has become a boy again.
I kept you so well, buried beneath the darkest shame and stilled with filthy lies. Perhaps I should have dug deeper.
Some people who have been working out regularly for months or even years are still out of shape because the number of cheat days they have in a week exceeds six.
You loved him enough to let him leave… Now you need to love yourself enough to let him go.
Some people when they see cheese, chocolate or cake they don't think of calories.
A good food is mouthwatering when you see it and finger licking when you eat it.
Come away, O human child!To the waters and the wildWith a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
One cannot make bargains for blissesOr catch them like fishes in netsAnd sometimes the things that life misses Help more than the things that it gets.
We wrote our names in the sandYou crossed mine out: I can't getback to the way I was.
...always-the sharp, plaintive edgeon the rimof the spoonof my giving.(lines 8-13 of the poem 'Confessions')
the inletour friend looks as he didwhen we first knew him, and until I wake I believeI will die of grief, for I knowthat this boy grew into a manwho was a faithful friendwho died.
No one wakes up in the morning and says, 'I want to gain 150 pounds and I will start right now!
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunrise we once saw to be beautiful.