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"There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death." - Kenneth Patchen

"We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance." - Marcel Proust

"sometimes they take people, and they don't say why, sometimes people leave and never say goodbye, sometimes there are no second chances to say i love you, sometimes there are no next times, sometimes you lose someone and you feel like your heart has followed them to heaven, sometimes there is just nothing you can do to make the tears stop."

"When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose them all at once; you lose them in pieces over a long time - the way the mail stops coming - and their scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in their closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of them that are gone. Just when the day comes, when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feelings that they're gone forever, there comes another day, and another specifically missing part."

"So you're gone and I know you had me promise I wouldn't cry, and I'm sorry. I know you're never coming back and I may never see you again, and well, it hurts. It hurts beyond imagination. And I thought I could handle it, but I can't. I want to reach out and touch you -- kiss you -- but you're not there. I would have given anything to tell you, 'I love you' one last time. But it wouldn't have changed anything. I despise fate." - JoAnne Golden

"We attach ourselves so strongly to people that when they're gone, a part of us is gone too."

LUAQuotes Quote No. 24

“Everything changes eventually. That’s just the way life is. And you have no control over it. Suddenly people you thought would always be there disappear. People die, they move away, and they grow up.” – Dawson’s Creek