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...

It seems there’s nothing so good or pure it cant be taken without a moment’s notice. And then in the end, it all gets taken anyway.

His leaving had been like snipping off the end of a rope – leaving two unraveling strands.

Since I’ve been home I’ve been trying hard to mend my relationship with my mother. Asking her to do things for me instead of brushing aside any offer of help, as I did for years...

Although random mutations influenced the course of evolution, their influence was mainly by loss, alteration, and refinement… Never, however, did that one mutation make a wing, a fruit, a woody stem, or a claw appear....

I’ve come to realize that love is tragic, somewhere down the line it’s inevitable. Fight for it.

There are certain shocks which, if sufficiently strong, seem to have power to destroy the balance of life. Such a shock would seem to overthrow all the intricate, vital, slowly developed mechanism of mind, to...

Christmas is such a time of struggle anyway, crammed with busy and hurry and the expectation that you will be joyful, no matter what. Then, if you’re like me, when you just sit quietly, just...

Scars prove that you’re still here. That you can move on. Maybe missing a chunk of yourself, but here, goddamn it, surviving.

I knew a girl, once, immortal like me-“”And she was with someone mortal?” said Alec. “What happened?””He died,” Magnus said. There was a finality to the way he said it that spoke of a deeper...

You’re a mystery.

He wanted revenge and I knew he would not stop until he got it. I had to hope he would run out of fuel.

Rejection is one of the worse forms of pain. Loss is the worst. Grief haunts until you allow yourself to move on.

Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.But no, that is not quite accurate. There is one place where her absence comes locally home to me, and it is a place I can’t avoid....

Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn’t survive.

And gradually his memory slipped a little, as memories do, even those with so much love attached to them; as if there is an unconscious healing process within the mind which mends up in spite...

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.

You know, I think the people I feel saddest for are the ones who once knew what profoundness was, but who lost or became numb to the sensation of wonder, who felt their emotions floating...

After your visits, I twisted my blinds shut every night. I locked out the stars and I never saw lightning again. Each night, I simply turned out the lights and went to bed.

One of the things that helps use cope with loss is the fact that while memories may remian, the emotions associated with them will fade like old photographs. At the same time, there is a...

Who has believed in the world and died with its name on his lips?

A feeling of pleasure or solace can be so hard to find when you are in the depths of your grief. Sometimes it’s the little things that help get you through the day. You may...

Tucked inside the moments of this great sadness – this feeling of being punctured, scrambling and stricken – were also moments of the brightest, most swollen and logic shattering happiness I’ve ever experienced. One moment...

Pain is pain…Just because one person’s problem is less traumatic than another’s doesn’t mean they’re required to hurt less.

For darkness terrifies. It swallows you, warps you, nullifies you. Who alive can possibly profess confidence in darkness? In the dark, you can’t see.

Sometimes it seems that to exit this world, they must go through my heart, leaving me scarred and sore.

Grief does not change you it reveals you, Hazel.

I don’t care about losing people who don’t wanna be in my life anymore. I’ve lost people who meant the world to me and I’m still doing just fine.

It had been so long since she had felt anything.

Enjoy your life, the time you have now, because time cannot be found only lost.

It was a haunting tune, unresigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire’s fiddle cried out for the dead, and for...