It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed...
It’s human nature not to realize the true value of something, unless they lose it.
The pit closed in, suffocating. Meggie stood there, and realized it was too late.
We all lose our heroes at some point.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
I’m afraid when something is truly lost, one can never get it back again.
