hurtful condition of having lost something or someone From Wikiquote, the free quote compendium
Loss is the hurtful condition of having lost something or someone, for which grief is a common response.
LOSS, n. Privation of that which we had, or had not. Thus, in the latter sense, it is said of a defeated candidate that he "lost his election"; and of that eminent man, the poet Gilder, that he has "lost his mind." It is in the former and more legitimate sense, that the word is used in the famous epitaph:
Here Huntington's ashes long have lain
Whose loss is our eternal gain,
For while he exercised all his powers
Whatever he gained, the loss was ours.
Ambrose Bierce, The Cynic's Dictionary (1906); republished as The Devil's Dictionary (1911).
Losers must have leave to speak.
Colley Cibber, The Rival Fools (1709), Act I, line 17.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns, Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
William Cowper, Conversation (1782), line 357. Referring to the story told by Pancirollus and others, of the lamp which burned for fifteen hundred years in the tomb of Tullia, daughter of Cicero.
Beaten paths are for beaten men.
Eric Johnston, Braude's Second Encyclopedia of Stories, Quotes, and Anecdotes.
The joy of losing consists in this: Where there are no expectations, there is no disappointment.
it was just as important to me to recognize loss and turmoil just as I chose to share joy...I believe it is just as important to highlight and memorialize all aspects of our world and cultures. To me, it is important not to bury the shame and trauma caused by the issues you ask about.
The Tigers put up a fine fight and, darn it, I did feel sorry for 'em in their dressing room, nobody slappin' 'em on the back; in fact, nobody in there but them. Game Mickey Cochrane sitting there, just removing bandage after bandage from almost all over himself. Real he-men; in a real he-man's game, with almost tears in their eyes; but not squawking—they just said "Old 'Diz' had everything." I can applaud a winner as loud as anyone, but somehow a loser appeals to me.
Si quis mutuum quid dederit, sit pro proprio perditum; Cum repetas, inimicum amicum beneficio invenis tuo. Si mage exigere cupias, duarum rerum exoritur optio; Vel illud, quod credideris perdas, vel illum amicum, amiseris.
What you lend is lost; when you ask for it back, you may find a friend made an enemy by your kindness. If you begin to press him further, you have the choice of two things—either to lose your loan or lose your friend.