#lost

For I do not want any one to read my book carelessly. I have suffered too much grief in setting down these memories. Six years have already passed since my friend went away from me, with his sheep. If I try to describe him here, it is to make sure that I shall not forget him. To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#friend #friendship #lost-friend #friendship

Maybe family were the people who came looking for you when you were lost. ↗

— Vikki Wakefield

#lost #family

Caleb offered me a family, but you offered me something worth so much more: myself. ↗

— Bree Despain

#caleb-kalbi #nathan-talbot #the-dark-divine #the-lost-saint #family

The Nationals tried hard to recover the lost ground. The final result, however, was the success of the Forest Citys by a score of 29 to 23 in a nine innings game, twice interrupted by rain. ↗

— Henry Chadwick

#forest #game #ground #hard #however

I have lost someone I loved as a brother, as a closest friend, and a remarkable human being. We have also lost one of the best damn actors we'll ever see. ↗

— Jack Lemon

#being #best #brother #closest #closest friend

The whole thing was like a divorce. When we divided everything up, Courtney got my dignity, and I got the heartache. ↗

— Alex Flinn

#heartbreak #friendship

They were friends. That's all she ever seemed to have. Friends. She had enough of them. ↗

— Melissa de la Cruz

#lost-in-time #melissa-de-la-cruz #friendship

I've got the Mark of Cain," said Simon. "That means nothing can kill me, right?" "You can kill yourself," Magnus said, somewhat unhelpfully. "As far as I know, inanimate objects can accidentally kill you. So if you were planning on teaching yourself the lambada on a greased platform over a pit full of knives, I wouldn't." "There goes my Saturday. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-lost-souls #funny #humor #lambada #magnus-bane

Mostly because I’ve realized what a lame teenager I was. I was always home at the stroke of midnight; I didn’t like drinking mash; I didn’t have sex. I read books and had an inferiority complex because I was afraid to do all that other stuff. I don’t know anything about being a badass punk rocker. ↗

— Karin Tidbeck

#lost-dreams #teenager #dreams

Dad says that everyone invented baklava.” It occurs to me now to wonder what that means. Aunt Aya rolls her eyes. “Your father? He is the worst of the worst. He thinks he cooks and eats Arabic food but these walnuts were not grown from Jordanian earth and this butter was not made from Jordanian lambs. He is eating the shadow of a memory. He cooks to remember but the more he eats, the more he forgets. ↗

— Diana Abu-Jaber

#food #home #lost #food