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“Losing you is most difficult for me, but the nature of my love for you is what matters. If it distorts into half-truth, then perhaps it is better not to love you. I must keep my mind but loose you.”

Book:Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

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“You go on by doing the best you can. You go on by being generous. You go on by being true. You go on by offering comfort to others who can't go on. You go on by allowing the unbearable days to pass and allowing the pleasure in other days. You go on by finding a channel for your love and another for your rage.”

Loss Advice Forgiveness Anger Tiny Beautiful Things Cheryl Strayed Dear Sugar

Book:Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

Source: Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar

“Instead of asking why they left, now I ask, what beauty will I create in the space the no longer occupy?”

Loss Creativity

Author:Rudy Francisco

“Be More Like a Turtle. Slow, Steady, and Strong Sometimes the best progress comes slowly. Move with intention, carry your peace with you, and remember it’s not about speed, it’s about steadiness.”

Life Lessons Strong Peace Speed Steady Slow

Author:Matheesha Prathapa

“How can I judge?" she said at last. "To me, he is a hero. To the world a monster." She let her head fall into her arms and started crying quietly. "I miss him! Curse him! I miss him!" Mithorden put a hand on her shoulder and let her cry for a few minutes. A sad smile slowly spread across his face. "I'm glad you can forgive him," he said at last. Luthiel lifted her head. "How do you know?" Because you miss him.”

Loss Fantasy Forgiveness Judgement Luthiel Mithorden Vyrl

Author:Robert Fanney

“The feeling of abandonment overwhelmed me as I realised that no one had waited, or cared where I was.”

Loss Alone Abandoned Abandonment Letters To Eloise

Book:Letters to Eloise

Source: Letters to Eloise

“What was once a home she had taken apart one piece at a time, one day...She sold her belongings for money to buy food. First the luxuries: a small statue, a picture. Then the items with more utility: a lamp, a kettle. Clothes left the closet at a rate of a garment a day…she burned everything in the basement first; then everything in the attic. It lasted weeks, not months. Though tempted, she left the roof alone. She stripped the second floor, and the stairs. She extracted every possible calorie from the kitchen. she wasn’t working alone, because neighbourhood pirates simultaneously stole anything of value outside: door and window frames, fencing, stucco. They pillaged her yard. Breaking in was a boundary her neigbours had not yet crossed. But the animals had. Rats and mice and other vermin found the cracks without much effort. Like her, they sought warmth and scraps of food. With great reluctance, she roasted the ones she could catch. She spent her nights fighting off the ones that escaped.”

Loss History Violence Sacrifice Hatred Descriptive Senseless Violence Eye Opener Frontline Journalist

Book:Magenta

Source: Magenta

“Later, when his father left him, the boy cried over his pet, until eventually his father sent a servant to take the body of the bird away and bury it. The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he'd learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.”

Loss Pets

Book:City of Bones

Source: City of Bones

“I know what it felt . . . like when I . . . thought you were dead, and-" A small gasp for breath, and her eyes locked on his. "And I wouldn't do that to you." Her bosom fell and her eyes closed. It was a long moment before he could speak. "Thank ye, Sassenach," he whispered, and held her small, cold hand between his own and watched her breathe until the moon rose.”

Loss Near Death Jamie Fraser Claire Fraser Vigil

Book:Written in My Own Heart's Blood

Source: Written in My Own Heart's Blood

“The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon, The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.—Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.”

Nature Loss Solitude Modernity Exhaustion Animism

Book:The Major Works

Source: The Major Works

“I'm at a point where I am not sure whether I am depressed or just numb inside. Because here's the thing: Nothing excites or captivates me anymore. Not movies, concerts, or hangouts. I'm just there. I feel nothing; I'm neither sad nor happy. I'm empty; that's how I feel. However, I'm thankful for books, music, and coffee. For now, all I can do is lose myself in books. Occasionally, I let my emotions bleed and permeate through paper. It's keeping me going. At least I have peace of mind. The Depth of My Emptiness”

Life Lessons Life Quotes And Sayings Writing Life Numbness Sadness Loneliness Dead Inside Day In Day Out

Book:Pent Up Thoughts

Source: Pent Up Thoughts

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