From loss breeds new beginnings — Bernadette Marie, Vivian
From loss breeds new beginnings — Bernadette Marie, Vivian
From loss breeds new beginnings — Bernadette Marie, Vivian
From loss breeds new beginnings — Bernadette Marie, Vivian
From loss breeds new beginnings — Bernadette Marie, Vivian
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From loss breeds new beginnings

— Bernadette Marie, Vivian
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More “Loss” Quotes

You may cry out tears for misplacing your money, but you got to cry out blood if you have misplaced your dreams. Sadly, — Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes
It began with the Christmas tree lights. They were candy-bright, mouth-size. She wanted to feel the lightness of them on — Kirsty Logan, The Rental Heart and Other Fairytales
LamentFor JAmong the small graves a soft shaft of sunlight gently rainsOn a memory; etches, as a glittering finger,Golde — Alan James Roll, Milky Way Dreamer
The griefs that have been hardest for me were the ones I didn’t recognize as griefs, because they came in what were supp — Anna White, Mended: Thoughts on Life, Love, and Leaps of Faith
Countless times, I have imagined A. rising through the rivers of this land, to the surface of Florida to be found again, — Rhonda Riley, The Enchanted Life of Adam Hope
I didn't know yet that you can always find that perfect moment right before everything shatters. — Laura Dave, The First Husband
This book is written in a barren period of loss with an attempt to move forward towards substance. — Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital
Nothing ever goes back on the vine. — Steve Weddle, Country Hardball
Fear manifested itself as a physical presence that seemed to dominate the public sphere. Time almost stopped. Even witho — Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital
People and birds were alike. Things happened that hurt them or made their lives harder. All the time. But losing someone — Suzanne Goldsmith, Washashore
I missed her so much I wanted to die: a hard, physical longing, like a craving for air underwater. Lying awake, I tried — Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
There was the woman I was before my mom died and the one I was now, my old life sitting on the surface of me like a brui — Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail