Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.

Loss taught me the value of tears. Just as the rains come down to wash away debris and dust, tears unleashed can bring relief.

There was a man whose only son died of a sudden illness. He did not mourn for his son, nor was he sad about it. His friends were curious about his behavior, so they asked...

‘Better to have loved and lost,’ my ass.Anyone parroting that little platitude had obviously never lost anyone of consequence.

Well, if you live long enough, you lose a lot. Just as long as you don’t throw them away. Whatever you loose, you’ll find again, but what you throw away you never get back.-Oibore (Enishi’s...

EnragedI throw myself to the ground and I scream,my best friend is gone, this world is so mean.I cry as I pound my fists on his grass,I’m very upset that our time went so fast.My...

Come up into the hills, O my young love. Return! O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again, as first I knew you in the timeless valley, where we shall feel ourselves...

enriched” by all this.

Decades would pass. A few short sections would be formed in time into strangely resurrected, trunkless legs-tourist sites, sacred sites, national sites.For the line was broken, as all lines finally are; it was on longing...

It is not always a problem finding the truth, it is however sometimes a problem accepting it.

It was the blue-tinged taste of a regret so deep you could never plumb its depths. It was the victory at Rajal that never came, it was his brother walking away down the long dark...

The art is not one of forgetting but letting go. And when everything else is gone, you can be rich in loss.

This book is written in a barren period of loss with an attempt to move forward towards substance.

Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.

Everything we come across becomes a part of us. It doesn’t matter how small or insignificant it is…or how devastating. One story here, one story there, that’s what I see when I look back at...

Even now that he is gone I have him still, in the richness of my memories. I’ve lived my life again just telling it to you.

Maybe it’s not about having a beautiful day, but about finding beautiful moments. Maybe a whole day is just too much to ask. I could choose to believe that in every day, in all things,...

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.

This is the kind of thing that makes sense to them; this is a language they know. They know what to do with`disease’. They know how to attach a doctor’s medical descriptions to hope.

I had to get used to it because my life was no longer safe and I was no longer protected like I once was.

A loss of any kind is horrible. Not because it takes away, but because it makes you believe- in newspapers, in tomatoes, in empty whiskey bottles.

God has hewn out a hidden path more glorious, tantalizing and adventuresome than the path trod by most, and it is a path seen only through the eyes of our wounds, felt solely through the...

It’s difficult to ever go back to the same places or people. You turn away, even for a moment, and when you turn back around, everything’s changed.

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

There has not been a day since his sudden and mysterious vanishing that I have not been searching for him, looking in the most unlikely places. Everything and everyone, existence itself, has become an evocation,...

Time is such a waste of time to think about, because the longer you ponder it, the more of it you lose. And before you know it, you don’t know it, because you are nothing...

Losing a child must be the second most painful thing ever. The most painful thing would be to lose the child, find him, and then watch him be murdered by his sibling, who happens to...

I lost someone very close to me and afterward I believed I could have saved him had I been a better friend to him. But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them.

When you meet an extraordinary person, it’s like they get inside you, under your ribs, and shuffle everything inside you around until they find space for greatness to grow. But extraordinary people always get away....

I would still rather feel things and live life to the fullest rather than hide in a cave and attempt to protect myself from the uncertainties of the world.

How do people know they are sane? Can a person be gripped by lunacy, only to be released a short time later, never to relive the episode again?

When I wear her clothes, I just feel safer, like she’s whispering in my ear.

One month flies by when you’re falling love with the woman you’re using for sex. Two is an eternity when the woman you love leaves you.

Each memory was now the shadow of a shadow of a shadow. The only thing that remained tangible to him was the sense of absence.

Watching them, Harmony felt too shaken to take a step. Eddie and Sheba were young; but she herself had become old. Even if she wasn’t particularly old if you just counted years, the fact was...

If we aren’t willing to do whatever is required,” he said finally, “then we risk losing what we have been mandated to protect.

There is a time in a boy’s life when the sweetness is pounded out of him; and tenderness, and the ability to show what he feels, is gone.

We forget more than we remember, we lose more than we find.

Bitter, bitter, this desolation of angels.

From Orient PointThe art of living isn’t hard to muster:Enjoy the hour, not what it might portend.When someone makes you promises, don’t trust herunless they’re in the here and now, and just herwilling largesse free-handed...

This time, there are no tears. This time, there is only emptiness and I feel it set in the straight line of my mouth. I am not strong enough for this. I want an earthquake,...

You are always going to love him,” she said. ” You’re stuck with that.

Life went on, despite all the dying.

Holding the knife with the blade against my palm, it became so clear how my life would only contain shadows now. Shadows of things gone; not just the people themselves but everything connected to them....

But tonight I finally made the connection that change always strolled hand in hand with loss, with upheaval, and that I would always feel it keenly because in the end, I did not live under...

You had me at HelloYou had me at hello, but now it’s time to say goodbye.Whilst my lungs draw breath and my heart beats a steady beat, beside me, for you there will always be...

She let him go once. Every day demands that she release him over and over again.

He who acquired all his wealth by *being at the right place at the right time* is hypocritical by being angry for losing all his wealth because of his *being at the wrong place at...

You said this was only the beginning, I didn’t realize that meant starting a new chapter without you as part of my story.

God doesn’t take things away to be cruel. He takes things away to make room for other things. He takes things away to lighten us. He takes things away so we can fly.