good monster” the notmuch (a childlike mania). Now the two of them play, they’re cheeky and brave together, Leo now answers his mother: Notmuch. The notmuch is half memory of Fips, the other half is...

Less is less. Heartbreak is heartbreak. You think I’m sitting here gloating. Telling myself that my suffering beats yours? Hurt is hurt. You don’t measure these things.

Paco, we are all so much more than our faults, aren’t we?

You lost your innocence when you grew up, all right, everyone knew that, but did you have to lose your hope, as well?

I am starting to acceptthat you never loved me.And it’s sadbecause I don’t think you seehow beautiful you are to me.Your face was the lightthat chased away the shadows,every nightmare, every fear.But you burned out...

No. Not a death wish. Just very little left to lose.

Tonight I want to stand on the side of a cliff and look down, dare the wind to gust and knock me off. Everyone thinks that falling to your death is the worst thing that...

You will never accept gratitude as a solution to your problems, until you have reached the last stage of grief–acceptance.

Never give all the heart, for loveWill hardly seem worth thinking ofTo passionate women if it seemCertain, and they never dreamThat it fades out from kiss to kiss;For everything that’s lovely isBut a brief, dreamy,...

The moment you start arguing with an ignorant fool, you have already lost.

I sit with my knees pulled in tight and my arms wrapped around my shins. I can no longer feel my feet, as if blood refuses to spread so far from my heart.

Friends disappear or they are powerless. This is what misfortune meansan acid test of friendship.I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.

Some aching beauty comes with huge loss, although maybe not right away, when it would be helpful. Life is a very powerful force, despite the constant discouragement. So if you are a person with connections...

Just for a moment. Then you’d know what all I can’t find how to say.

Somehow, we both got carried away. I don’t know exactly how it happened, but before long, I knew nothing was ever going to be the same.

I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone-you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.

…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.

Because there is no nation so powerful it cannot be wounded, nor a people so small they cannot offer mighty comfort.

Do you think that God would separate me from my husband if I killed myself? I feel as though I am going out of my mind at times. Wouldn’t God understand that I just want...

He wondered what his heart would look like if he could pluck it from his chest and inspect it.

Passionate people are always ready to stand for their dreams even if no one stand with them. They vote and vote alone for their dreams but never loss their nomination for excellent leadership!

I lay down in the mother ash dirt among the crocuses and told her it was okay. That I’d surrendered. That since she died, everything had changed. Things she couldn’t have imagined and wouldn’t have...

The house is eerily quiet. All this time I thought silence would be a welcome reprieve, but it’s less comforting than I imagined. The house feels so much bigger and colder than it ever has.

A rose will wilt in short time, but my garden is more vivacious for having one in it. Love is even more fragrant, but often just as fragile and fleeting, but I eagerly accept the...

What I understand now about survival is that something in you dies. You don’t become a survivor intact. Survival’s cost is always loss.

With you a part of me hath passed away; For in the peopled forest of my mind A tree made leafless by this wintry wind Shall never don again its green array. Chapel and fireside,...

There’s a hurricane coming to Florida, and there will be high winds. I should probably turn off my ceiling fans, to try to mitigate the billions of dollars in damages the storm will incur.

The way you argued with me, you would have thought that we were debating the existence of God or whether or not we should move in together. These kinds of fights can never be won...

The only true borders lie between day and night, between life and death, between hope and loss.

You can’t just make me different and then leave

Steven dreamed of you the very secondyou died(So the poem goes)and you may have visited himBut I’m pretty sure you don’t believein poems

The greatest loss is the loss of life.

Anyone can spin a victory, it’s a total loss that demands creativity

Nothing is really lost in the World; everything is preserved.

How we respond to grief can shape our present

It is not triumph which defines a man, but tragedy. Triumph always brings out the best in men, but tragedy shows us what we are made of.

I was so much in the habit of having Albertine with me, and now I suddenly saw a new aspect of Habit. Hitherto I had regarded it chiefly as an annihilating force which suppresses the...

I don’t dare touch her. Loss is a knowledge I’m sorry to have. Perhaps the only thing worse than experiencing it, is watching it replay anew in someone else–all the awful stages picking up like...

Losing Sarah and my boy was the hardest thing I’ve ever lived through. But even then, you see, I knew that Eleanor was with me. If not here, then at least in the world, where...

Loss is a part of life, that doesn’t make it easy… that makes it inevitable…

I may bring other women here, to this place, and I may tell them I love them, and make love to them. But they will be impostors. And I will be a ghost. Because it...

One of the grubby truths about a loss is that you don’t just mourn the dead person, you mourn the person you got to be when the lost one was alive. This loss might even...

Undo it, take it back, make every day the previous one until I am returned to the day before the one that made you gone. Or set me on an airplane traveling west, crossing the...

Olga was nice, Olga was nice and loving, Olga loved him, he repeated to himself with a growing sadness as he also realised that nothing would ever happen between them again, life sometimes offers you...

The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death.

For all her culture’s attention to the physical, it seemingly has little to salve the creatural anguish of losing someone else’s body, their touch, their heat, their oceanic heart…she doesn’t want another body, she wants...

May your P&L account of deeds for humanity be in profits; for you have to present the your Balance Sheet on the Judgment Day.

It is a defeat of the spirit to learn one’s arrogance causes such loss and pain. Pride invites you to soar to heights and the footing, tentative. farther, then, is the fall.

Dead people put on weight, it seems to me; both in their flesh and in our minds, they put on weight.

What an awful thing then, being there in our house together with our daughter gone, trying to be equal to so many sudden orders of sorrow, any one of which alone would have wrenched us...