Loss Quotes

It isn’t easy when life tears away the one person in a million you thought you could always trust.

...I Know it hurts. But sometimes it's the greatest things in our lives that cause us the most pain. That's why it hurts so much, because they're so important.

But whenever tragedy strikes, one is left either to die or with a plethora of ifs and buts to ponder over.

Rejection is one of the worse forms of pain. Loss is the worst. Grief haunts until you allow yourself to move on.

No matter how hard it is to see kid tears, grown-up tears are worse to watch.

There is only one thing in this world worse than dying and that’s watching someone you love die instead—you feel their pain with no final solace.

Raw anguish slithers through my brittle bones as the deathly call rots the air. Who murdered you old friend? The forest has no words to identify the hand, only erratic echo.

My heart is shattered, an all that's left are jagged shards.

Love does not always end well.

But love and pain are two sides of the same coin. You can't have one without the other. Sometimes that's how we know we're alive.

He needs a looser association. He needs something that implies a man who wants the ice shard to remain in his chest, who's learned to love the sensation of being pierced.

I decide this is just A Bad Day. We all get them, because grief doesn't care how many years it's been.

You don't understand the power of loss when it first hits you like a baseball coming fast from an out-of-control pitcher....It's the third day after an injury when the pain really starts to throb.

At the end of your life, go out with a bruised-up, worn out heart that gave too much and loved too strongly and felt too fiercely.

I guess it's the same way trees grow around the very vines that are killing them, so they're strangled and sustained all at once. After a long time, even pain can be a comfort.

I am like some wounded animal in a darkened lair, nursing the thorn in my paw, unable to find anyone to take it out.

It's what we do, we continue on. Yet, what is the point? There is nothing ahead of us when there is nothing left of us.

Each person is alone with his pain, even when others share the same fate.

There is no pain in losing what you never had.

Sitting on my bed with all these things I used to love but not loving them anymore, I just wanted to set them on fire. That's when I knew I was never going to be all right again.

A sad lesson that was mine to learn is that you can't lose what was never truly yours. Nor can you hold to things that simply do not wish to be held.

For a long time I spent my weary days in a fog of what might be and what has been and I guess you could say im still learning how to accept what is.

This empty shell holds nothing but the echoes of what was.

Only Certain offered no enticements, for she knew nothing could ease the pain. Not books or photography or food. Not even love.

A love where no one gets hurt doesn't exist.

Winning cannot become your habit unless defeats have torn you apartand you sit in the battle field stitching back yourselfone piece at a timelaughing in the faces of all defeats.

The wounds from that time have already become scabs.

War takes many things from people, but unfortunately, pain is not one of them.

Thus ended the first and adventurous part of his existence. What followed was so different that, but for the reality of sorrow which remained with him, this strange part must have resembled a dream.

Every story is true and a lie. The true part of this one is: Love and the memory of love can't be drowned. The lie part is that this is a good thing.

Your grief is something to be admired – the pain of severance. A scar where something used to be.

Never say you understand someone's pain if you haven't felt the same, because not only would you sound mocking but also ignorant.

Like the shadow of deathThe residue of heartbreakAlways lingers in the backgroundWith its darkness threatening to consume you

I don't understand how the pain of losing him can be a pale shadow in comparison to the pain of finding him again.

What you don’t know won’t hurt you. A dubious maxim: sometimes what you don’t know can hurt you very much.

Sometimes, we can’t help but to shed tears!

What happens to us are tiny matters compared to us response to any situation.

... some wounds refuse the remedy of time.

Lord heal the broken hearted.

You are afraid to let anyone in, but you still leave the door open, hoping someone good will shut the door behind him and throw away the keys.

To be happy to be sad and sad to be happy is to sing an echo in that beautiful language called Sorrow.

Years of love, followed by heartache. Those are the years that define me.Those are the years that know– love’s eternity is you.

Heartbreak is a loss. Divorce is a piece of paper.

With you, I am. Without you, I am not.

Whenever you keep score in love, you lose.

If we can prevent just one marriage from disintegrating--or just one child from suffering the loss of a family--our effort will be justified.

In many cases, it was the woman’s stomach—not her heart—that fell for her man.

In some cases, it is the woman’s stomach—not her heart—that has left her man for another.

Every wonderful quality "in" someone is waiting to be recognized in all of life's great symphony.

I don't mind functional medicine. I suppose it has to be better than dysfunctional medicine.