“It is only intellectually lost who ever argue.”

— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray, Share via Whatsapp

“He can t fall down anymore because he s already on the floor.”

— N.A Obaid, Share via Whatsapp

“There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart s desire. The other is to gain it.”

— George Bernard Shaw, Man and Superman, Share via Whatsapp

“I m not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I m not sure that I want to wake up.”

— Gayle Forman, If I Stay, Share via Whatsapp

“Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it s over, you feel like you don t have any bones left to hold you up.”

— Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer, Share via Whatsapp

“Do you ever feel that way? Lonely? I search for the words. Restless. As if you haven t really met yourself yet. As is you d passed yourself once in the fog, and your heart leapt - Ah! There I Am! I ve been missing that piece! But it happens too fast, and then that part of you disappears into the fog again. And you spend the rest of your days looking for it. He nods, and I think he s appeasing me. I feel stupid of having said it. It s sentimental and true, and I ve revealed a part of myself I shouldn t have. Do you know what I think? Kartik says at last. What? Sometimes, I think you can glimpse it in another.”

— Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing, Share via Whatsapp

“But maybe you never really had someone, she thought now. Maybe, no matter how much you loved them, they could slip through your fingers like water, and there was nothing you could do about it.”

— Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels, Share via Whatsapp

“I half closed my eyes and imagined this was the spot where everything I d ever lost since my childhood had washed up, and I was now standing here in front of it, and if I waited long enough, a tiny figure would appear on the horizon across the field and gradually get larger until I d see it was Tommy, and he d wave, and maybe even call.”

— Kazuo Ishiguro, Never Let Me Go, Share via Whatsapp

“You re reaching out And no one hears you cry You re freaking out again Cause all your fears Remind you another dream has come undone You feel so small and lost like you re the only one You wanna scream cause you re Desperate You want somebody, just anybody To lay their hands on your soul tonight You want a reason to keep believin That someday you re gonna see the light You re in the dark There s no one left to call And sleep s your only friend Well even sleep Can t hide you from all those tears And all the pain and all the days You wasted pushin them away It s your life, it s time you face it ”

— David Archuletta, Share via Whatsapp

“I realise now that I wanted to disappear. To get so lost that nobody ever found me. To go so far away that I d never be able to make my way home again. But I have no idea why.”

— Jessica Warman, Between, Share via Whatsapp

“Be lost. Give up. Give In. in the end It would be better to surrender before you begin. be lost. Be lost And then you will not care if you are ever found.”

— Victoria Schwab, Vicious, Share via Whatsapp

“If he knew, if he only knew that I was giving him every chance to put two and two together and come up with a number bigger than infinity.”

— André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name, Share via Whatsapp

“Some things were better lost than found.”

— Stephen King, The Dead Zone, Share via Whatsapp

“You ll never be able to let him go. You ll always feel wrong about being with me.”

— Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay, Share via Whatsapp

“Really, I m trying to care, Artemis, really. But I thought it was all supposed to be over when the fat lady sings. Well, she s singing, but it doesn t appear to be over”

— Eoin Colfer, Share via Whatsapp

“Even when you’d lost everything you thought there was to lose, somebody came along and gave you something for free.”

— Jenny Valentine, Broken Soup, Share via Whatsapp

“You learn to live with it, with them. Because they do stay with you, even if they’re not living, breathing people any more. It’s not the same crushing grief you felt at first, the kind that swamps you, and makes you want to cry in the wrong places, and get irrationally angry with all the idiots who are still alive when the person you love is dead. It’s just something you learn to accommodate. Like adapting around a hole. I don’t know. It’s like you become … a doughnut instead of a bun”

— Jojo Moyes, After You, Share via Whatsapp