Heavy is the head that holds the pen of creation. We construct these characters from nothing, molding them from our imaginations. We give them hopes and dreams and unique personalities until they feel so real...

I knew this for a fact. Little by little, the ache to see him, to hear him would disappear. Little by little I’d forget how his arms felt, how his fingers felt, how his lips...

The heaviness of loss in her heart hadn’t eased, but there was room there for humour, too.

Lost. The therapist made it sound as if the person could be found. As if death wasn’t final and irrevocable.

I told him I had once lost everything I had, too, and that I think that can be God’s way of building walls around us to force us to look up at Him.

There is a deep sense in which we are all ghost towns. We are all haunted by the memory of those we love, those with whom we feel we have unfinished business. While they may...

Don’t say mourning. It’s too psychoanalytic. I’m not mourning. I’m suffering.

Her strategy for honoring the dead had always been to take action – solve the mystery, punish the criminal. But what did you do when there was no one to punish? When there were no...

Moving on should be a required high school classbecause Lynchburg is determined to make me forget.

What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first… it’s amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until...

Everything I’m desperate to keep, leaves.

most of the timesit’s the hardest to saywhat I love moreyouor your memory.

I don’t mind, I’m not supposed to mind, anyway. Mearth already told me that eventually I would want to be dead, that it was inevitable… still, I sometimes wish that I could have done something...

There is a realm in which miracles are possible and do take place. The door to this realm is the belief in all possibilities and YOU are the key.

The lost glove is happy.

And, as always happens, and happens far too soon, the strange and wonderful becomes a memory and a memory becomes a dream. Tomorrow it’s gone.

And there’s also ‘To him that hath shall be given.’ After all, you must have a capacity to receive, or even omnipotence can’t give. Perhaps your own passion temporarily destroys the capacity.

Ain’t nothing worse to a mama than losing her baby—

A few cold words on yonder stone, A corpse as cold as they can be -­ Vain words, and mouldering dust, alone -­ Can this be all that’s left of thee? O, no! thy spirit...

A good leader must have the wisdom to know when a pursuit is no longer worthy of being pursued – a time when the losses of the present must be accepted – and cut –...

Grief is in two parts. The first is loss. The second is the remaking of life.

Being married definitely took work. When we fought, I felt like I wanted to float away and drown, whereas before I knew I could walk away without any strings attached.

Memories of that which we have lost are curious things – weeks, months, even years may pass without recollection of them and then, quite suddenly, something will remind us of a lost friend, or of...

It was all death.

Rejection, though–it could make the loss of someone you weren’t even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.

Only those willing to truly risk everything will gain everything. No person ever rose to greatness without the willingness to lose it all.

If Luce had to rank the worst moments of his existence, Abaddon’s betrayal would be up there with the day he was cast into the pit by his own brother.Neither came close to the sting...

If there were no life beyond this earth-life, some people I have known would gain immortality by the nobility of our memory of them. With every friend I love who has been taken into the...

You may cry out tears for misplacing your money, but you got to cry out blood if you have misplaced your dreams. Sadly, you may not even know the great deal of influence you loss...

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

Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of...

You are in no man’s land. Which never moves, which never changes, which never grows older, but remains forever, icy and silent.

Each loss brings growth with it, and learning to handle new experiences and taking charge of your needs is part of the transformative process.

…real loneliness is having no one to miss. Think yourself lucky you’ve known something worth missing.

Losing you is most difficult for me, but the nature of my love for you is what matters. If it distorts into half-truth, then perhaps it is better not to love you. I must keep...

Love may precede respect but it cannot survive the loss of it.

Jealousy is a mortal emotion. One that means I feel I have something to lose–something that, if gone, will tear away a part of me.

There is something about loss and pain that opens the doors of wisdom in your heart, doors that would have remained locked for a whole lifetime.

For også hun hadde hat sin historie, sin lille uregelmæssighet i sit liv (…)Siden sit ulykkelige forhold til en ung fremmed, en ren æventyrer ved navn Johan Nagel, en uanselig dværg, som hadde dukket op...

In the games of queens and kings, we leave our dreams at the door and we make do with what we have. Sometimes if we’re fortunate, we still manage to have a good life.

Heartbreak , death and loss were shared between us, but renewal, commitment and strength as well.

I wish to go down under the waters—the cool, crystalline waters that I knew, where allthat is, here, existing, isis only to be lost within the susurrationsand the rumours of water and the evening starwe...

Lucy gripped her chilled glass of orange and raspberry juice. When Rebecca talked about Austen, she’d mostly mentioned Mr. Darcy or Mr. Knightley. She hadn’t really thought of the doe-eyed, pale-skinned heroines. On the screen,...

Honor LostAmbulant sunshine piercedthe soot covered glass ~the feeble man wandered byin this ritual morning pass …

You have to understand what you’re missing before you can really feel a loss.

It’s hard to be done a favor by a man you hate. It’s hard to hate him so much afterwards. Losing an enemy can be worse than losing a friend, if you’ve had him for...

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

Loss taught me the strength of faith. Faith in a God who understands. Faith in a Saviour who gave His all. Faith in a Comforter who walked by my side.

Loss leaves us empty- but learn not to close your heart and mind to grief. Allow life to replinish you. When sorrow comes it seems impossible- but new

Power is a fickle mistress, easy to seduce, but even easier to lose. That’s how it works. One moment she is your closest confidant, whispering the secrets of the universe into your ear; the next,...