Bio sam toliko blizu tebe, da mi je hladno pored drugih.

So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that’s stolen from us–that’s snatched right out of our hands–even if we are left...

Issac:”I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters.”Computer: “I don’t understand-“Issac: “Me neither. Pause

Turn off your phone, and your computer and your mind. Find your heart center and send it compassion. See the holiness in everyone you meet. Honor it.Know your worth. Know your worth. Know your worth.Accept...

Although her heart had been dead for years, she clasped her hands over her breast to protect what rested underneath.

Enjoy today, the time you have now, for time cannot be found only lost.

Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it…We might expect that we will be prostrate, inconsolable, crazy with loss. We do not expect to be literally crazy, cool...

For anyone who feels lost in their own way, going back to who you are and what you love or moving forward to whoever you are meant to be or meant to love, is the...

Her bed felt huge and empty now, and when she slept, she did so with her arm around a pillow. She dreamed of him almost every night, sometimes good dreams of happy days and joyful...

I could no longer desire physically without feeling a need for her, without suffering from her absence.

My love for you is a prayer, she thought. Love is the only prayer I know.

Loss is nothing else but change, and change is Nature’s delight.

And that’s that as you get older, you lose things, things you don’t necessarily want to lose.

However much grief I carried, I liked the way my life was tending, these bright new directions. It’s only human, to mourn and to reach toward forwardness at once.

She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.In spirit she walks the city, traces its labyrinths, its dingy mazes: each assignation, each rendezvous, each door and stair and bed. What he said, what she...

10 second heartbreak.” That’s the time it takes to wake to full consciousness each day and remember…

Loss invites reflection and reformulating and a change of strategies. Loss hurts and bleeds and aches. Loss is always ready to call out your name in the night. Loss follows you home and taunts you...

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,...

It was a lesson she was still learning. When she had first started nursing, she had taken every death personally, like she was losing her father all over again. Every patient lost under her care...

The thing about old friends is not that they love you, but that they know you. They remember that disastrous New Year’s Eve when you mixed White Russians and champagne, and how you wore that...

The light in that room was a glow; I seem to remember the color green, or perhaps flowers. A pale green sheet covered his inert body but not his head, which lay (eyes closed, mouth...

Though there is much we still want, there is much we already have, and that means we have much to lose as well. It’s that potential loss that can keep us bound so tightly that...

Sometimes things just slip past you, into your hands and out through your fingers. In my half-in/half-out state I began to wonder if that could happen to people, too.

How pointless life could be, what a foolish business of inventing things to love, just so you could dread losing them.

How easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you’d have forever.

I sit quietly and think about my mom. It’s funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother would be faded and soft, with...

I missed her so much I wanted to die: a hard, physical longing, like a craving for air underwater. Lying awake, I tried to recall all my best memories of her—to freeze her in my...

It was a tragic end to a heroic life.

Though his death would not fill me with any sense of sadness, I would probably feel the loss. Even enemies are part of one.

If you fear to know the cost, the value will definitely be lost. Focus your attentions on the product, not the price.

Shiloh had become far too used to it; for all that she paid him no mind, the moment his sharp fangs pierced the skin on the inside of her thigh, her head lolled back against...

If he even survives.” She shivered, and Amon put his arm around her, drawing her into his steady warmth.”It’s that bad?”Raisa nodded. “He looked…he looked awful, Amon. Willo doesn’t know if he’ll…She’s worried about him....

In time, in time they tell me, I’ll not feel so bad. I don’t want time to heal me. There’s a reason I’m like this.I want time to set me ugly and knotted with loss...

No, I am not all right, I want to say. Have you been to my house? Have you seen how empty it is?

Journeying through grief is one of the most “normal human” experiences you can have. Nevertheless, all too frequently the heartbroken seem to feel alienated by society. Unfortunately in our culture, we are taught to hold...

The harmonica has musical wind, and is the breath of soul. It’s like a sad, lonely I love you lost in the breeze.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

My chips are all cashed out. There’s nothing to lose. Or maybe I’ve already lost it and found it, and whatever else there might be to lose…

You see, because [Norfolk is] stuck out here on the east, on this hump jutting into the sea, it’s not on the way to anywhere. People going north and south, they bypass it altogether. For...

I was deluded, and I knew it. Worse: my love for Pippa was muddied-up below the waterline with my mother, with my mother’s death, with losing my mother and not being able to get her...

It’s like I’d been walking a tightrope with a big safety net underneath me, but I never really thought about the net until someone took it away. And then every single step scared me to...

And maybe one winter it will get too cold and I’ll forget about the summers we once shared. My family portrait mightfold in too, producing the same horrific effect as Jeremy’s: that I, all along,...