I've come to realize that love is tragic, somewhere down the line it's inevitable. Fight for it.

I get up and all what surrounds me is hazy. There are spirals by my feet am I sane or have I gone crazy?

I wouldn’t be who I am today if it wasn’t for the people I had met and the people I had lost.

I had to get used to it because my life was no longer safe and I was no longer protected like I once was.

The breeze around them seemed to drop – dead – like a door to the best things had just closed.

It's always the same with lost people; you start out looking for them, and you end up losing yourself.

The coach who goes home and doesn't think about the game he just lost is bound to repeat his mistakes.

If you don't know a name, you can't be hurt when they go. I have no friends anymore, all are lost.

Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn't survive.

If you think about someone you've loved and lost, you are already with them. The rest is just details.

We have all suffered losses and pain, but no loss is greater than a life lost holding-on to a painful past.

The art is not one of forgetting but letting go. And when everything else is gone, you can be rich in loss.

im in love with you and im not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things.

love canembellish its beginningsing its blossomingand engrave its eternitiesbut can never explain its loss.

They Served...reliving memoriesthat will not diegiving their allfor you and I -friends takenlives shaken...