Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.”
“Time is such a waste of time to think about, because the longer you ponder it, the more of it you lose. And before you know it, you don’t know it, because you are nothing but dusty worm food.”
“it is a sad truth in life that when someone has lost a loved one, friends sometimes avoid the person, just when the presence of friends is most needed.”
“Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language.”
“I cannot conceive of a greater loss than the loss of ones self-respect.”
I just looked at her, feeling utterly empty. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say to her. My life is in that bed. Please let me stay.”
“Rejection, thoughit could make the loss of someone you werent even that crazy about feel gut wrenching and world ending.”
“Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, Im heavy, like theres to much gravity on my heart.”
“I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures.”
“Less is less. Heartbreak is heartbreak. You think Im sitting here gloating. Telling myself that my suffering beats yours? Hurt is hurt. You dont measure these things.”
“If you didnt remember something happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wished it hadnt?”
“Remembering. Forgetting. Im not sure which is worse.”
“Oh, sometimes I think it is of no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came.”
“Losing people you love affects you. It is buried inside of you and becomes this big, deep hole of ache. It doesnt magically go away, even when you stop officially mourning.”
“It’s always hard to lose somebody. It leaves a hole in you heart that never grows back. ”
“In the English language there are orphans and widows, but there is no word for the parents who loses a child.”
“Issac:"I dislike living in a world without Augustus Waters."
Computer: "I dont understand-"
Issac: "Me neither. Pause”
“How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?”
“Mostly it is loss which teaches us about the worth of things.”
“Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.”