#loss

I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,— The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own. ↗

— Emily Dickinson

#poetry #poetry-quotes

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

— Joe L. Wheeler

#grief #loss #love #love

Love doesn't always curl your toes sometimes it takes a bite right out of your soul. ↗

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

#love #relationships #love

I've lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel." - Does it get easier? "Yes. But you'll never be the same again. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#loss #love #love

He carefully maintained the blasé air of one who had been here before and had been incredibly well dressed that time too ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#catarina-loss #magnus-bane #peru #ragnor-fell #sarah-rees-brennan

But you don't know what it was like. It was just the two of us that afternoon, and then . . . and then it was just me. ↗

— Carol Rifka Brunt

#home

In the beginning we start with roses. The king’s flower right? Only they wilt in less than a day, especially when exposed to the elements. But Carnations? Oh, what a beautiful flower. They come in every color. True, some are painted, but that doesn’t mean they are less beautiful, and they never wilt. ↗

— Ruth McLeod-Kearns

#cemetery #death #drama #family #fiction

You just know something is amiss, when you look at someone and long for something that is not yours or you cannot have. It's an absence--a loss of a heartbeat. ↗

— Nadège Richards

#heart #longing #loss #love #love

Childhood, after all, is the first precious coin that poverty steals from a child. ↗

— Anthony Horowitz

#loss-of-innocence #poverty #sherlock-holmes

It would be dreadfully ironic, I mused, if once I earned a soul, I forgot everything about being fey, including all my memories of her. That sort of ending seemed appropriately tragic; the smitten fey creature becomes human but forgets why he wanted to in the first place. Old fairy tales loved that sort of irony. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#folklore #irony #memory-loss #soul #love