#loss

See, that’s the difference,” Mauvin said. “I suffer a loss and people console me. Royce suffers a loss and whole towns evacuate. ↗

— Michael J. Sullivan

#loss #humor

I know now, just quite how My life and love might still go on In your heart, in your mind I'll stay with you for all of time. ↗

— Alex Band

#loss #unconditional-love #life

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 date line again and again, losing this day, then that, until the day of loss still lies ahead, and you are here instead of sorrow. ↗

— Nessa Rapoport

#loss #sorrow #dating

Ten years, she's dead, and I still find myself some mornings reaching for the phone to call her. She could no more be gone than gravity or the moon. ↗

— Mary Karr

#grief #loss #death

What you are to do without me I cannot imagine. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#leaving #loss #love #imagination

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. ↗

— Hannah Harrington

#loneliness #loss #imagination

...she imagines her body curled in the narrow monk's bed, knees to chin, her own irrefutable geography, but she sees the blood of her futile heart seeping out over her chest and arms and legs, flooding across the rough wooden floor, down the narrow wooden stairs and out into the old soil of the garden. No roses, no, she does not even ask to make roses, just dissolution; most any night she asks just for that. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#emptiness #grief #grieving #loss #lost-love

The clarity was startling and Samson wondered whether he was imagining these moments. Not that they hadn't happened at all, but that they had been embellished by details from elsewhere, fragments that survived the obliteration of other memories, vagrant data that gravitated and stuck to what was left to remember. But in the end he rejected this idea. The memories were too perfect: take one detail away and they collapsed into disorder. ↗

— Nicole Krauss

#memory-loss #imagination

I used to think that I could never lose anyone if I photographed them enough. In fact, my pictures show me how much I’ve lost. ↗

— Nan Goldin

#loss #lost-love #photography #art

I want to learn your trickery and feel what it’s like to have me wrapped around your finger. I want to lie to everyone because it gets me where I want faster. I want to be like you, because you are blind; and now that I finally see, I don’t want to. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#blind #breaking-up #breakups #broken-heart #broken-hearted