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“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.”

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“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

“Maybe it’s not about having a beautiful day, but about finding beautiful moments. Maybe a whole day is just too much to ask. I could choose to believe that in every day, in all things, no matter how dark and ugly, there are shards of beauty if I look for them.”

Loss Struggle Depression Memoir Small Things Bad Day Seek Beauty Choose Beauty Everyday Beauty Optimisism

Book:Mended: Thoughts on Life, Love, and Leaps of Faith

Source: Mended: Thoughts on Life, Love, and Leaps of Faith

“I look at you and my heart pounds, when for years, I don't think it beat at all. You fill the cracks and crevices, take away the emptiness. And when you're not by my side, the loss is unimaginable.”

Love Loss Emptiness Declarations Of Love

Book:Exposure

Source: Exposure

“For need can blossom into all the compensation it requires. To crave and to have are as like as a thing and its shadow. For when does a berry break upon the tongue as sweetly as when one longs to taste it, and when is the taste refracted into so many hues and savors of ripeness and earth, and when do our senses know any thing so utterly as when we lack it? And here again is a foreshadowing-the world will be made whole. For to wish for a hand on one's hair is all but to feel it. So whatever we may lose, very craving gives it back to us again. Though we dream and hardly know it, longing, like an angel, fosters us, smooths our hair, and brings us wild strawberries.”

Needs Loss Craving

Book:Housekeeping

Source: Housekeeping

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