Quotes about Loss
All those people who came into the world with me and have already left it.
- Marcus Aurelius
Second, that both the longest-lived and the earliest to die suffer the same loss. It is only the present moment of which either stands to be deprived: and if indeed this is all he has, he cannot lose what he does not have.
- Marcus Aurelius
I wish I didn't have to think about you. You wanted to impress me; well, I'm not impressed, I'm disgusted...You wanted to make damn good and sure I'd never be able to turn over in bed again without feeling that body beside me, not there but tangible, like a leg that's been cut off. Gone but the place still hurts.
- Margaret Atwood
The cemetery has ... an inscription: 'Though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death I will Fear No Evil, For Thou Art With Me.' Yes, it does feel deceptively safer with two; but Thou is a slippery character. Every Thou I've known has had a way of going missing.
- Margaret Atwood
In the daylight we know what's gone is gone, but at night it's different. Nothing gets finished, not dying, not mourning;
- Margaret Atwood
That's the kind of stories I know. Sad ones. Anyway, taken to it's logical conclusion, every story is sad, because at the end everyone dies.
- Margaret Atwood
It was Crake preserving his dignity, because the alternative would have been losing it.
- Margaret Atwood
Blessed be those that mourn, for they shall be comforted. Nobody said when.
- Margaret Atwood
I didn't want to identify the body, or see it at all. If you don't see the body, it's easier to believe nobody's dead.
- Margaret Atwood
Blessed be those that mourn, for they shall be comforted. Nobody said when.
- Margaret Atwood
It disturbs me that he can remember some of these things about himself, but not others; that the things he's lost or misplaced exist now only for me. If he's forgotten so much, what have I forgotten?
- Margaret Atwood
Zenia has stolen something from him, the one thing he always kept safe before, from all women, even from Roz. Call it his soul. She slipped it out of his breast pocket when he wasn't looking, easy as rolling a drunk, and looked at it, and bit it to see if it was genuine, and sneered at it for being so small after all, and then tossed it away, because she's the kind of woman who wants what she doesn't have and gets what she wants and then despises what she gets. What
- Margaret Atwood