They had created themselves together, and they always saw themselves, their youth, their love, their lost youth and lost love, their failures and memories, as a sort of living fiction.
Michael left because of the Bulls' management, not because he'd lost his love of playing the game.
We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox.
I think we've all been kind of. . . everyone's been hurt, everyone's felt loss, everyone has exultation, everyone has a need to be loved, or to have lost love, so when you play a character, you're pulling out those little threads and turning them up a bit.
There is no love lost between us.
There is no sorrow like a love denied. Nor any joy like love that has its will.
Went from being hated on, to Niggas try to go down the same road I made it on. Aint no love lost but aint no love shown, so now when niggas call i just don not pick up the phone.
I read 'The Great Gatsby' in high school and was hypnotized by the beauty of the sentences and moved by the story about the irrevocability of lost love.
Until you've lost your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was.
You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you.
Hell was waking up alone, the sheets wet with your tears and your seed, knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you.
A divorce is like an amputation: you survive it, but there's less of you.
If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them.
You do not fail in obedience through lack of love, but you have lost love because you never attempted obedience.
Lost love is still love.
Being remembered is all anyone can ask from a lost love.
Only when you are lost can love find itself in you without losing its way.
There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you've hung it so careful.
If the death of Osama Bin Laden brings any peace to those who lost loved ones on that awful day in September 2001, that is a great thing. It is more likely, however, just a painful reminder of what was lost.
Love may, indeed, love the beloved when her beauty is lost: but not because it is lost. Love may forgive all infirmities and love still in spite of them: but Love cannot cease to will their removal. Love is more sensitive than hatred itself to every blemish in the beloved… Of all powers he forgives most, but he condones least: he is pleased with little, but demands all.
