Loss Quotes - Page 20

We follow our scripts like actors in a very large, very long production. And even with no audience, none of us gives a hint that it isn't real.

...losing a friend is like losing a language, and I miss the one we spoke together.

You are still thinking like a child, talking about friendship and crap. You’ll regret it when you see one of them die in front of you.

I can never gain something without losing everything I had before.

You weren't there.

How awful it was, thought Tessa, remembering Fats the toddler, the way tiny ghosts of your living children haunted your heart; they could never know, and would hate it if they did, how their growing was a constant bereavement.

Loss has no friend, no allies, no benefit to the human spirit.

There is no greater grief, than when a parent losses a child.

When a woman miscarries, the experience of the father is often forgotten. But men grieve pregnancy loss too...

Wherever it is you make your home, there is always this other place, this other person, calling to you. Come to me. Come back.

Papas should be loving their children so much that they cry when they gone. That’s what papas is supposed to do.

He lives vividly in her recollections, however, and his memory is etched on her soul.

Dare I tell them that since I came here to dance
I have been giving pieces of my body away
To ridiculous diets,
To repeated injuries,
To Remington?

And that maybe
I think
With each bit of my body

I lose a little piece of my soul

You have filled every fibre of my soul and the spaces in between

YOU are the creator of your experience, therefore: all problems must be met within YOU.

Should it happen, that your partner leaves you for someone else with more money. To where later you strike it richer than the person they left you for, and the ex finds out, after losing all and regretting. It was a blessing that it ended. Though money wasn't sufficient then, mostly they were rich with your love, now suffering being broke in both.

Volatility in the up direction is not a problem-it's only downward volatility that offers discourse.

That is fundamentally the only courage which is demanded of us: to be brave in the face of the strangest, most singular and most inexplicable things that can befall us

But oh my dear, I am tired of being Alice in Wonderland. Does it sound ungrateful? It is. Only I do get tired.

What you gain here, you lose on the other side.