Loss Quotes

And to lose the chance to see frigatebirds soaring in circles above the storm, or a file of pelicans winging their way homeward across the crimson afterglow of the sunset, or a myriad terns flashing in the bright light of midday as they hover in a shifting maze above the beach -- why, the loss is like the loss of a gallery of the masterpieces of the artists of old time.

You do not lament the loss of hair of one who has been beheaded.

Fear seems to have many causes. Fear of loss, fear of failure, fear of being hurt, and so on, but ultimately all fear is the ego's fear of death, of annihilation. To the ego, death is always just around the corner. In this mind-identified state, fear of death affects every aspect of your life.

Man's true nature being lost, everything becomes his nature; as, his true good being lost, everything becomes his good.

I have often observed that resignation is never so perfect as when the blessing denied begins to lose somewhat of its value in our eyes.

The experience of pain or loss can be a formidably motivating force.

I could have loved you once And said it But then you went away And when you came back Love was a forgotten word, Remember?

I meet a man with a thousand dollars and leave him with two; that's the meaning of subtraction.

I hate to see anybody sink. I hate to see anybody lose their dream, lose their home, something like that.

In our own case, we don't consider the loss of a monastery or a monument the end of our entire way of life. If one monastery is destroyed, sometimes it happens.

And those whom once my song had cheered and gladdened, If still they live, rove through the world now saddened.

Marriage destroyed my relationship with two wonderful men.

Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.

You'll lose it, if you talk about it

A tempest ceases, a cyclone passes over, a wind dies down, a broken mast can be replaced, a leak can be stopped, a fire extinguished, but what will become of this enormous brute of bronze?

Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can't believe that ours didn't go on forever.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.

I see no comfort in outliving one's friends, and remaining a mere monument of the times which are past.

Sometimes the people you thought would be there forever somehow aren't.

That's life for you," said MacDunn. "Someone always waiting for someone who never comes home. Always someone loving some thing more than that thing loves them. And after a while you want to destroy whatever that thing is, so it can't hurt you no more.

When we lose one blessing, another is often most unexpectedly given in its place.

Every victory accomplished with weapons is a funeral that should be mourned.

The woods of Arcady are dead, And over is their antique joy; Of old the world on dreaming fed Gray Truth is now her painted toy.

A man has one hundred dollars and you leave him with two dollars, that's subtraction.

The things we now esteem fixed shall, one by one, detach themselves, like ripe fruit, from our experience, and fall. The wind shall blow them none knows whither.

I feel it gone, yet know not when it left.

I watch with breaking heart as you slowly fade away

Money lost, something lost. Honor lost, much lost. Courage lost, everything lost-better you were never born

For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.

For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.

A man who loses his money gains, at the least, experience, and sometimes, something better.

When you lose touch with yourself, you lose yourself in the world.

A dream deferred is a dream denied.

He who loses his mother loses a pure soul who blesses and guards him constantly.

You never imagine that when you say hello to someone and you fall in love, that some day you'll have to say goodbye.

The era of wild apples will soon be over. I wander through old orchards of great extent, now all gone to decay, all of native fruit which for the most part went to the cider mill. But since the temperance reform and the general introduction of grafted fruit, no wild apples, such as I see everywhere in deserted pastures, and where the woods have grown up among them, are set out. I fear that he who walks over these hills a century hence will not know the pleasure of knocking off wild apples.

But what if all the tranquility, all the comfort, all the contentment were now to come to a horrifying end?

You believe an eye for an eye until you are put in that situation. If they kill those guys, it really doesn't mean much to me. My father is gone.

I thought that all generations were lost by something and always had been and always would be

Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest

"I saw her, in the fire, but now. I hear her in music, in the wind, in the dead stillness of the night," returned the haunted man.

This reminds me, Godmother, to ask you a serious question. You are as wise as wise can be (having been brought up by the fairies), and you can tell me this: Is it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?

You never gain something but that you lose something.

For where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world, And where thou art not, desolation.

The sage seeks freedom from desire. He does not collect precious things. He learns not to hold on to ideas. He brings men back to what they have lost.

My Father... He was there when I didn't understand, he was there when I was wrong, he was there when I cried, he was there when I lied. For some reason my dad was always there, when I needed him the most. His love was never ending. And now that he's gone there is an emptiness in my world, but not in my heart.

When we fall in love and we have a first kiss with someone, we never ever imagine that someday that could be a last kiss.

Nothing can be sadder or more profound than to see a thousand things for the first and last time.

But it's not easy. I've been thinking it over for years. While we loved each other we didn't need words to make ourselves understood. But people don't love forever. A time came when I should have found the words to keep her with me, only I couldn't.

People don't realize what they had till it's gone. Like President Kennedy, there was no one like him, the Beatles, and my man Elvis Presley. I was the Elvis of boxing.

Unless you can feel when the song is doneNo other is sweet in its rhythm;Unless you can feel when left by oneThat all men else go with him.

Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.

My earliest memories are from the 2004 Euros when Portugal reached the final and unfortunately we lost. I was seven and I remember it well.

The door could not be heard slamming; they had probably left it open, as is the custom in homes where a great misfortune has occurred.

Cold indeed, and labor lost:Then farewell heat, and welcome frost!

It is always painful fo part from people whom one has known for a very brief space of time. The absence of old friends one can endure with equanimity. But even a momentary separation from anyone to whom one has just been introduced is almost unbearable.

it was important to him that i know who she was, so im glad for that. but it makes me sad too. they loved each other so much, and now she's gone. it doesn't seem fair.

So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep. But they are creul tears. This sorrow's heavenly; it strikes where it doth love.

(Waste = Loss): The first rule of business is to survive and the guiding principle of business economics is not the maximisation of profit, it is the avoidance of loss