Love Loss Quotes

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To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.

What protects you in this world from sadness and from the loss of an ability to do something? ... Work and love.

Almost every person wonders who their soul mate will be or where they will find them and everyone has or will suffer a love loss or the fear of that loss at different points in their lives.

Love burdens itself with the wants and woes and losses and even the wrongs of others.

What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it's gone.

Love will hurt. If it doesn't hurt you are not doing it right. To truly love someone you must open yourself up to the pain that would be losing them.

Everything we love goes. So to be able to grieve that loss, to let go, to have that grief be absolutely full, is the only way to have our heart be full and open.

Know thyself. Accept thyself. Love thyself. No matter what you have done, where you have been, know, accept, and love who you are.

I'm at a loss because I am in love with a man who is standing before me with no memories of me at all. (Time Traveler's Wife)

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.

I thought of the pillowcases as a symbol of love and loss, of retaining the memory of your loved one.

I would say the main themes are love, loss and life. Although a lot of the songs represent hard times and situations I think my album is positive, the message is things will get better.

It's about love and loss, it struck me as a meaningful and compelling story, and the shifts in reality offered up strong visual possibilities.

If we didn't love things, then we couldn't feel their loss. The flip side of loving is losing. I mean, you can't experience one without the other.

It was Richepin who said somewhere, 'The love of art means loss of real love'... True, but on the other hand, real love makes you disgusted with art.

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.

Every sacred mission, every hunt for hidden relics, every pilgrimage from one end of the earth to the other … I was looking for you.

I look at you and my heart pounds, when for years, I don't think it beat at all. You fill the cracks and crevices, take away the emptiness. And when you're not by my side, the loss is unimaginable.

Anja? What is to tell? Everywhere I look I'm seeing Anja... From my good eye, from my glass eye, if they're open or they're close, always I'm thinking on Anja.

Every moment you are separated from love it makes it so much harder to remember why a heart was shared

When he asked if he was mine, tears in his eyes, I think he knew what he would do, what he would have to do, and he was mourning us. He was mourning us the whole time.

The devil's favorite place to hide is on the other side of love!

We’re all a little broken, on the sidewalk. On the street. In the city.

The only time you ever really lose love is when you choose to let it go.

We weren’t that different after all, our souls laden with the same ache of loss, our hearts bursting with the same longing to save what remained of all we loved.

It takes love to hold on when you want to let go. It takes love to let go when you want to hold on.

Once a thing is removed from your heart, a trace of it still remains.

Don't let's ask for the moon! We have the stars!

Walk with me, memory to memory, the shared path, the mutual view. Walk with me. The past lies in wait. It is not behind. It seems to be in front. How else could it trip me as as I start to run?

I wanted to pretend for just a little longer that I was whole again. Happy. Then I'd figure out how to pick up the pieces and move on.

Walk with me, memory to memory, the shared path, the mutual view. Walk with me. The past lies in wait. It is not behind. It seems to be in front. How else could it trip me as I start to run?

Whoever said it was better to have loved and lost was completely full of shit.

It had been so long since she had felt anything.

You don't just get over it. And it doesn't make any difference if you're supposedly a grown-up. It never goes away.

...these vignettes I sketch for you - what are they? watercolors ..yes and dreams blurred with tears ...

Though life has fated that we never cross paths again, don’t ever feel alone. For we are parallel …. and I will always be by your side.

Though I never really had you….… to me you will always be the one that got away.

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.

I don’t think you ever really understood….…. All the love I had in the world went to you.

Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.

I’d never dreamed anybody could love me the way he did. And even when he proved it to me time and again – I still could hardly believe it was true.

I write what I love.I will not stop – even when my hand hurts….…. because I cannot stop – even though my heart hurts….

My heart’s been empty since you left - but still I refuse to put up a vacancy sign.I’m just not ready for anybody else to move in yet.

It’s difficult for me to imagine the rest of my life without you. But I suppose I don’t have to imagine it... I just have to live it

You’re everything to me. But at best, I’m just a memory to you.

I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.

I would have followed you to hell and back... if only you'd lead me back.

He was both everything I could ever want…And nothing I could ever have…

The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes.Breathing your air…. touching your skin…… Saying goodbye….The last time I felt alive…. I was dying.

If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.