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We all seek for lost things within us.
— Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity
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
Remember your name. Do not lose hope ---what you seek will be found.
— Neil Gaiman
And I know I’ve lost.Everything is lost.Everything is over.“As the newly appointed President of this fair planet of ours,” the Mayor says, holding out his hands as if to show me the world for the first time,” let me be the very first to welcome you to its new capital city.”“Todd?” Viola whispers, her eyes closed.I hold her tightly to me.“I’m sorry,” I whisper to her. “I’m so sorry.”We’ve run right into a trap.We’ve run right off the end of the world.“Welcome,” says the Mayor,” to the New Prentisstown.
— Patrick Ness, The Knife of Never Letting Go
Sometimes its hard to tell how fast the current's moving until you're headed over a waterfall
— Kimberly McCreight, Reconstructing Amelia
Here every bird and fish knew its course. Every tree had its own place upon this earth. Only man had lost his way.
— Margaret Craven, I Heard the Owl Call My Name
Lost is a lovely place to find yourself.
— Michael Faudet, Dirty Pretty Things
I've never been lost, but I was mighty turned around for three days once.
— Daniel Boone
Now, after so many years, I understand what the Coldness was and where it came from—this sense that everything is lost, and worthless, and meaningless.
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
If you stay here, you become lost. And no one can find you. I like lost.
— Ally Condie, Enthralled: Paranormal Diversions
I guess I can go anywhere I want. If only I knew where to go.
— Layne Staley
It's like looking through a microscope your whole life," he (Justin) said. "You miss the whole picture. Sometimes you need to get lost in order to discover anything.
— Katie Kacvinsky, Awaken
Wandering and confused, lost to myself, ill-assorted, contradictory, Pausing, gazing, bending, and stopping
— Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
Getting lost is the only place worth going to.
— Tiziano Scarpa
We lose our soul, to find our life.
— Joanne Crisner, Brightest
We pretended she'd only gotten lost in the colors of fall.Piper
— T. Greenwood, Undressing the Moon
I wished to no longer hear the grayed bones crunching underneath the brush or feel the now inexorable fear that seemed to work its way inside my rib cage, rocking me at my core.
— Anna Carey, Eve
Listen, I would say, this is not how I thought our lives would go; and may be we cannot find our way out of this alley. But there is no one I'd rather be lost with.
— Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper
I look upon every day to be lost in which I do not make a new acquaintance.
— Samuel Johnson
He knew there were no forevers and there was always a way out, yet he lost his way, lost his balance.
— Loretta Chase, Your Scandalous Ways
I am still alone, broken and small, the butterfly fighting for life in the grass.
— Marie Lu, The Young Elites
Where did everyone find the will to do all the work in the world? We're all allowed a kind of grace period, she decided, when we can coast along, before we really need to choose a life and summon the determination to live it. Her grace period had just run out.
— Alethea Black, I Knew You'd Be Lovely
You are still adrift while you still think that a means is an end.
— Idries Shah, Reflections
When I had to work Shea Stadium for a Mets-Braves game – Atlanta pitcher John Rocker had recently given an interview in which he denounced New Yorkers of all Colors and preferences – I was assigned to a parking lot, where numerous drivers asked me for directions to various highways. When my first answer – “I have no idea” – seemed to invite denunciation and debate, I revised it to “Take the first left.” For all I know, those people are still lost in Queens. 
— Edward Conlon, Blue Blood
These are the ruinsI mapped onto my body so I might always be lost.
— Traci Brimhall
He is not my focus," Diana told writer Rodney Tyler of Arne. "He’s my husband, my companion, my lover, my confidant. But not my focus. I wasn’t lost, then found by Arne. I was single and met a wonderful man and we enjoyed each other’s company and enjoyed our times together. So it was not lost and found. That’s crap. I have never been lost.
— J. Randy Taraborrelli, Diana Ross: A Biography
Everything suddenly seems displaced, subtle gradations erase borders, but it’s more forceful than that.
— Bret Easton Ellis, Glamorama
Sometimes when you lose your way in the fog, you end up in a beautiful place! Don’t be afraid of getting lost!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Neither of us, it turns out, has been the only one who lost someone she loved.
— Jodi Picoult, Vanishing Acts
The snobbish lost in laud.
— Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity
And don't worry about losing. If i is right, it happens - the main thing is not to hurry.Nothing good gets away.
— John Steinbeck
what is more worst that could happen .... lose yourself ....when you try find the right path to your destination.I think you lost more than that… you
— ahmed el-fanagely
Yo can always take back the lost parts of yourself if you can find and recognize them.
— Jonathan Carroll
Lost, so small amid that dark, hands grown cold, body image fading down corridors of television sky.
— William Gibson, Neuromancer
It seemed to him that the little Manchu had never looked so radiant. She gave him a most charming smile, but her eyes were all for the boy.
— James Hilton, Lost Horizon
No matter how far you have run, no matter how long you have been lost, it is never too late to be found.
— Rene Denfeld, The Child Finder
Would you think it strange if I said I was having a good time? We're lost and confused and carrying around a cat. By all accounts, I should be feeling completely at a loss. Irritated.
— Shelley Shepard Gray, Autumn's Promise
Its the actions one produces that will lead them toward the unknown.
— Steven Farmer
Mind you, Thunder Bay has a lot of outskirts. It's actually two cities melded together, so in a sense it has twice as many outskirts as other places. It's understandable that we got lost....
— Paul Quarrington, The Ravine
To be found is to be exposed. No wonder so many of us are still lost.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
Elsewhere is within
—  a good place to look if you’re lost…
If in fact it’s not too late to realize that something’s ‘too late’, then there’s a good chance that it’s not.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
Underneath all things means that beneath the floorboards, in the depths, in the spaces between the pebbles or sandy floor that contain the pond, that hold our own inside person, is something that can't be destroyed, a foundation that keeps all the water from sinking back into the earth. Something is there, something we need, when we come to rest, when all is lost.
— Anne Lamott, Hallelujah Anyway: Rediscovering Mercy
Sometimes you don’t know what you’re looking for until you find it,” Harry answered. “It’s a methodology.
— Jo Nesbø, The Snowman
I miss that jellied coconut and thatinvigorating coconut water,Oh, how I miss my sweet Barbados,"Yes, this is your lost daughter
— Charmaine J Forde
A sense of desolation settled within me: a cold, slimy stone lodged under my lungs. There was nothing happy about the woods, I thought, especially at night.
— Craig Davidson, Cataract City
Like hunting for a dead beloved's face among the living, in places, we find the place we loved before.
— Hannah Lillith Assadi, Sonora
Take the road less travelled. Get lost if you must, because only in losing yourself will you find your true path...
— Virginia Alison
By the will art thou lost, by the will art thou found, by the will art thou free, captive, and bound.
— Angelus Silesius
I hate tears,it makes it easy to forget someone.
— sandeep kumar mishra
The sky didn't wonder where it was.
— Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail
I guess what I mean is that sometimes it seems like everyone knows who I am except me.
— Becky Albertalli, Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda
Such was the case with most unhappy students; they avoided even one another, so intent on their own unhappiness they failed to notice the other lost souls around them.
— Alice Hoffman, The River King
Lost things never like to be found until they've been forgotten.
— E.J. Mellow, The Destined
You can’t get lost if you have nowhere to be.
— Michelle Tea, Black Wave
You will be someone else if you did not answer the question “Who am I
— Sunday Adelaja
I couldn't say, "I lost the best thing that ever happened to me." Wasn't that punishment enough?
— Bryn Greenwood, All the Ugly and Wonderful Things
I ask for no forgiveness father for I have not sinned, I have only done what I needed to do to survive. A small boy once asked me if I was a bad man, if I could answer him now I would tell him, that when I was a young boy I killed a man to save my brothers life. I am not sorry for this, I am proud of this. I did not ask for the life that I was given but it was given none the less, and with it I did my best.
— Mr Eko
Lost sheep are scattered because the people who are supposed to shepherd them are not aware
— Sunday Adelaja
Not to discover the love of God is to be lost in life
— Sunday Adelaja
‪She hasn't lost anything she loved enough to hate the idea of God‬.
— Hester Young, The Gates of Evangeline
Vents were added to the rear bonnet in 1972 and resulted in wet engines and starting problems, and then extra drip-trays to compensate. From 1968 the Beetle got the right side fuel flap that dodgy people used to break open to steal your gas – or your fuel cap – another hard to find item if lost!
— Christina Engela, Bugspray
And when it's really maddening—You echo in mind Dreaming you and me makes me highThis weakness in no time This craving all the time Thought of cuddling you I can't stop even for a whileJust want to sleep in your arms day and nightwhy your songs every time why you don't go out of sightReading you in quotes line by line Dreams of our home before dying Nights are broken quiet Talking to you is an urge Everyday FightDeep silent shouts why I don't want to take you out Parties are over I just stand lost in corners. It's blue even in laughs People ask why silence even in noise It's like beyond you there is no life why these roads These long night walks I just don't stopwhy it's so cold why sky calls why can't I see you why there is Moon
— Ravikant Mahto
And when it's really maddeningYou echo in mind Dreaming you and me makes me highThis weakness in no time This craving all the time Thought of cuddling you I can't stop even for a whileJust want to sleep in your arms day and nightwhy your songs every time why you don't go out of sightReading you in quotes line by line Dreams of our home before dying Nights are broken quiet Talking to you is an urge Everyday FightDeep silent shouts why I don't want to take you out Parties are over I just stand lost in corners. It's blue even in laughs People ask why silence even in noise It's like beyond you there is no life why these roads These long night walks I just don't stopwhy it's so cold why sky calls why can't I see you why there is Moon
— —Ravikant Mahto
He can't fall down anymore because he's already on the floor.
— N.A Obaid
September had no natural defense against lost things, being one herself. She could not quite have put it into words, but she felt profoundly, at the bottom of her new, shining heart, that she could find lost things. She could make them un-lost if she were brave enough. After all, if enough lost things band together, even in the darkest depths, they aren't really lost at all anymore.
— Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There
When the lost doesn’t want to be found, he cannot be regarded as the lost!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Being lost without grasping the rather obvious fact that we are lost is by far the best guarantee we have that we’re going to stay lost.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
To be naked is a sign that the glory is lost
— Sunday Adelaja
To be lonely is to have lost the enjoyed fellowship with God
— Sunday Adelaja
The Glory of God is lost if the boundary is crossed
— Sunday Adelaja
You fix what's broken, not what's lost. He's gone. You can't fix that. You can't bring him back. But you can fix yourself; you can put yourself back together and not be the person who did that anymore. And I think that's maybe the key, because you can say sorry until you're blue in the face, but it doesn't count until they see repentance.
— J.M. Darhower, Sweetest Sorrow
And there were some things I didn't know I had until I lost them.
— Veronica Roth, Insurgent
And in this moment of pale dawn in the hours before we leave California, I finally realize what has been the hardest thing for me about Matt’s death. It isn’t that I lost a brother, like Frankie, or a son, like Aunt Jayne and Uncle Red. The hardest thing is that I’ll never know exactly what I lost, how much it should hurt, how long I should keep thinking about him. He took that mystery with him when he died, and a hundred thousand one-sided letters in my journal wouldn’t have brought me any closer to the truth than I was the night I pressed my fingers to the sea glass he wore around his neck and kissed him back. For over a year, the letters were my only connection to him; the only evidence that I didn’t imagine our brief time as other. When I first saw my journal helplessly floating on the waves, I felt a loss so immediate and overwhelming it was like being back in the hospital lobby when the doctor told us they couldn’t fix him. One minute, the journal was in my hands, soft and familiar and real; the next minute, it was gone. Just like Matt. And just like Matt, I need to let it go.
— Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer
. . .the young man who rings the bell at the brothel is unconsciously looking for God.
— Bruce Marshall
When you loose my Energy, you'll loose it all.Petra HermansOctober 30, 2016
— Petra Hermans
I'll see you in another life brother.
— Desmond from Lost
You've been away from home too long if you can get lost on the way from the harbor to the palace.
— David Eddings, Pawn of Prophecy
Listen, I would say, this is not how I thought our lives would go; and maybe we cannot find our way out of this alley. But there is no one I'd rather be lost with.
— Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper
Along with all those who left their countries for other shores, I belong in neither land. We are unmoored and disconnected, like these poplar seeds blown into the crevices of the buildings, into the corners of the world.
— Elena Gorokhova, Russian Tattoo: A Memoir
I write for pages,get lost in the mezzaninehidden from stages.
— Kristen Henderson
I don't know what I want to do, or who I want to be, or where I want to live. It's like everyone else has their entire future mapped out except for me.
— Stephanie Perkins, Isla and the Happily Ever After
It hurts to be lost. You go native because it's better to be wrong than to be lost.
— Robert Ferrigno, Heart of the Assassin
You lost my interest, you aren't a nice guy and very nasty guy.
— Deyth Banger
A lost sheep needs a shepherd to find the way
—  if you don't believe you are a lost sheep then you will always want because you will never find the way. Psalm 23:1.
I suddenly remember being about seven, riding beside him in the car, and asking him how grown-ups found their way to places. After all, I had never seen him pull out a map."I guess we just get used to taking the same turns," he said, but I wasn't satisfied."Then what about the first time you go somewhere?""Well," he said, "we get directions."But what I want to know is who got them the very first time? What if no one's ever been where you're going? "Dad?" I ask, "is it true that you can use stars like a map?""Yeah, if you understand celestial navigation.""Is it hard?" I'm thinking maybe I should learn. A backup plan, for all those times I feel like I'm just wandering in circles."It's pretty jazzy math—you have to measure the altitude of a star, figure out its position using a nautical almanac, figure out what you think the altitude should be and what direction the star should be in based on where you think you are, and compare the altitude you measured with the one you calculated. Then you plot this on a chart, as a line of position. You get several lines of position to cross, and that's where you go." My father takes one look at my face and smiles. "Exactly," he laughs. "Never leave home without your GPS.
— Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper
You've been away a long time. Were you lost?' He sounds lost himself, half strangled and fighting to stay conscious.'Wounded, not lost,' I tell him, but I do feel lost.
— Sally Green, Half Lost
She was a collector of reflections looking for souls that could see deeply inside her soul.
— Shannon L. Alder
He's completely complicated. And lost. And frustrating. But we do something for each other. . . . We fit. We need each other.
— Megan Erickson, Fast Connection
Phil Needle stood in the parking lot, suddenly grasping that this was so, that nothing is lost in a world utterly mapped, that nothing is rogue with everything cross-pollinated, as the shouts on the beach lured him across the street to the sand.
— Daniel Handler, We Are Pirates
The police have lost sight of the fact that they are public servants.
— Steven Magee
Sometimes not looking for something is the best way to look for it
— Himanshu Chhabra
I didn't know how to tell him that I hadn't lost the instinct to survive and yet at the same time I didn't feel much need for self-preservation, that somehow there was a distinction between the two.
— Jane Hamilton, A Map of the World
A twelve year old Ben Linus just gave me a chicken salad sandwich, how do you think I am?
— Sayiid Jarah
Why are some things harder to lose than others? because of love, of course. The more you love something the harder it is to lose.
— Ava Dellaira, Love Letters to the Dead
The art of losing isn't hard to master. I,ve done it
— Ava Dellaira, Love Letters to the Dead
Fern: How would you know? Have you ever been nobody? Ambrose: Everybody who is somebody becomes nobody the moment they fail.
— Amy Harmon, Making Faces
What's the feeling to be lost?? What's the feeling to be scared???
— Deyth Banger
The more older we get, less question we ask. We have lost contacts, we have lost and the curiosity of the things.
— Deyth Banger
Time is a place where most of the relationships get lost. And, the ugliest part is that there are no lost and found boxes. There is no hope that you might get it back.
— Himanshu Chhabra
It was in the in-between time when he felt lost.
— Mary Morris, The Jazz Palace
We who lose our footing have lost our way.
— Anasazi Foundation
He nods, then squints across the room. "Not all those who wander are lost," he says. He's still squinting. I wonder if he's practiced this squint - a squint-stare off into the metaphysical distance. I'm realizing he's kind of handsome. But then again, it might just be that he cares about something."What is that?" I ask. "Did Jesus Christ say that?""No," he says. "Bilbo Baggins said that.
— Patrick Somerville, The Universe in Miniature in Miniature
Killer, Yeah, yeah I'm killer I just killed my daughter, then my son... Ops I'm not a woman. I'm a man and I went and kill and the little biatch famous as my wife... When I kill, I feel satisfied when I lose I feel devastated!
— Deyth Banger
... As far I did it... I lost playing against my computer... and I won against my computer. So far that was well played game.
— Deyth Banger
May you find what you are searching for, my friend.– I already have and lost it in the finding.
— Jack Higgins, The Eagle Has Landed
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
So many of the things she had found lately hadn't been precisely lost. But she wasn't found without them.
— Martina Boone, Persuasion
I thought that there was only one kind of love, one that developed instantaneously and struck you like a bolt of lightning, made you irrational and selfish like it did my parents. I realized too late that love took different forms and the one we had—” He cupped her face. “It was there, the first day we met, growing “gradually from friendship into what’s inside my heart now.” He brought her hand to his chest. “It’s there, steady, constant, making my heart beat for you, making my heart race when you’re near, making my heart sing like a goddamn canary when you’re happy. I never thought this kind of love existed until I had lost you.
— Marian Tee, My Dutch Billionaire
I'm beginning to think of hope as a dangerous, terrifying thing.
— Tahereh Mafi
It’s like there are a million screams caught inside of my chest but I have to keep them all in because what’s the point of screaming if you’ll never be heard and no one will ever hear me in here. No one will ever hear me again.
— Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me
This feeling of being in proximity to something that’s lost to you, it seems like my whole life right now.
— Adam Johnson, Fortune Smiles
You lost your son, but reality he is alive, my father I lost him I know on 99% he is dead if this is faken okay, I will know that he is alive, but who knows?? I haven't met him after I lost him, you met your son didn't you?? And then you lost him, it sounds fair does it?? (Storm Of The Century by Stephen King)
— Deyth Banger
I know one thing for certain; it's much harder to tell whether you ARE lost than whether you WERE lost, for, on many occasions where you're going is exactly where you are. On the other hand, you often find that where you've been is not at all where you should have gone, and, since it's much more difficult to find your way back from someplace you've never left, I suggest you go there immediately and then decide.
— Norton Juster
It’s for the best. But no matter how many times I repeat it, the strange, hollow feeling in my stomach doesn’t go away. And ridiculous as it is, I can’t shake the persistent, needling feeling that I’ve forgotten something, or missed something, or lost something forever.
— Lauren Oliver
If you're waiting for the right time...Time never comes, Time only goes.
— Azereth Skivel
My sister is running away to get lost, but I am running away because I want to find something. And my parents love me so much that they want to help me. Yeah, Dad is a drunk and Mom is an ex-drunk, but they don't want their kids to be drunks.
— Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
Sometimes tomorrow never comes and you’re only left with the memories of yesterdays.
— Brittainy C. Cherry, The Air He Breathes
if you let go of something you may realize how much it means to you
— Joyce Guo
Half the world is wandering, the other half is lost.
— Jenim Dibie
Have an objective in life! Or you feel lost in life!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
The best moments in reading are when you come across your own suppressed emptiness. You stand face to face with a character in your book, a person you never met, someone even who is long dead…And you finally realize that the book is not what you’ve been reading.
— Hillary Wen
It is you who need to go, Amende. Go home; your friends are waiting for you. Pg.63
— Obehi Peter Ewanfoh, AMENDE: The Stream Water
I wish I were like you pa. I wish I had not been afraid, all my life! Pg.55
— Obehi Peter Ewanfoh, AMENDE: The Stream Water
Most people believe the journey they begin with Christ goes forward, but that is not how he works. A spiritual life is not cutting ties with people, in order to walk clean in the future. The journey home isn't running away from obstacles. It is learning to stand where you are now and handle people, assert yourself, set boundaries and never feel your happiness is dependent on another person's approval of your choices, beliefs or spiritual needs.
— Shannon L. Alder
How could I explain to this girl what Will and I had been to each other,the way I felt that no person in the world had ever understood me like he did or ever would again?How could she understand that losing him was like having a hole shot straight through me, a painful, constant reminder, an absence I could never fill?
— Jojo Moyes, Me Before You
You weren't lost. You were exploring. There's a difference.
— Louise Penny
Everyone always believes him to be the person they think he is, which in truth is no one
— Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral
When life is lost, all is lost.
— Sunday Adelaja
When all is lost, but life, really nothing is lost.
— Sunday Adelaja
Once time is lost it can never be regained
— Sunday Adelaja
It’s okay to get lost every once in a while, sometimes getting lost is how we find ourselves.
— Robert Tew
He died when he was only nineteen years old. I was still a baby at the time, so I didn't remember him. Growing up, I'd always told myself that was lucky. Because you can't miss someone you don't remember. But the truth was, I did miss him.
— Ernest Cline, Armada
And yet we were very much alike; we’d lost our souls, and we were ready to destroy others.
— Yasmina Khadra
Pain, or pleasure. I could not tell where one ended and the other began.
— S.J. Watson
I know where nowhere is, I know where nowhere leads, it's the place you go when you have nothing left to lose but you.
— Jenim Dibie, Scarcast: An Anthology of Jenim Dibie
You will never be lost to me, Selinne.
— Emm Cole, Merminia
You fade slowly till no one sees you disappear.
— Jenim Dibie
The sadness was I'd lost a father I had never fully found. It's like a tune that ends before you've heard it out. Your whole life through you search to catch the strain, and seek the face you've lost in strangers' faces.
— Frederick Buechner, Telling Secrets
Undocumented revelation is a lost revelation.
— Sunday Adelaja
When you feel like there is nothing else matter, you just feel like unable to breath because you finally realise that even the oxygen you're breathing is polluted.
— Sara Keddar
I'm losing what i don't deserve..
— Linkin Park
If we take the widest and wisest view of a Cause, there is no such thing as a Lost Cause because there is no such thing as a Gained Cause. We fight for lost causes because we know that our defeat and dismay may be the preface to our successors’ victory, though that victory itself will be temporary; we fight rather to keep something alive than in the expectation that anything will triumph.
— T.S. Eliot
Getting comprehensively lost in a car with a full tank of petrol at someone else's expense, you can't beat it.
— Iain Sinclair
I guess that we all need freedom, we all have a reason why we are here, but the most annoying thing is that we're mostly lost in our way, we are mostly wrong about things around us, Which it drives us nowhere than somewhere.
— Sara Keddar
When it comes to salvation, we are all fugitives. Psalm 119:176
— Felix Wantang, God's Blueprint of the Holy Bible
Still others reflected on how quickly the food could be snatched from a man's table, or the child from a woman's breast, or the wife from a man's bedcloset, that no strength of grasp could hold these goods in place. And others remarked to themselves how sweet these goods were, in spite of that, and saw that pleasure lost in every moment is pleasure lost forever.
— Jane Smiley, The Greenlanders
The man that wars with others is lost. The man that wars with himself is found.
— Jason Versey
Who's to say that once I run, I'll find that isn't enough? Who's to say I won't end up feeling exactly the way I do right now-not safe, but stifled? Maybe I'll want to run again, and again, and eventually I'll end up back on those old tracks, because there's nowhere left to go. Maybe. Maybe not. You have to take the risk, don't you
— Paula Hawkins, The Girl on the Train
I thought I lost something this summer, but I just realized, I never needed it.
— Nicole Christie, Falling for the Ghost of You
Dont force noone to see your worth, it doesnt matter how much you love them, love yourself first, eventually they will know what they lost.
— jherrera
You lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You went to a world apart and you’re living a different kind of life there. In a world that’s inside you.
— Haruki Murakami
Sometimes the hardest pieces of a puzzle to assemble, are the ones missing from the box.
— Dixie Waters
I've never lost anything, but I have given some things up.
— Shakena Morgan
I loved him the way some people are to be loved - from a distance.
— Sanhita Baruah
You can lose your way anywhere.
— Christine Heppermann, Poisoned Apples: Poems for You, My Pretty
I have beenhanging hereheadlessfor so longthat the body has forgottenwhyor where or when ithappenedand the toeswalk along in shoesthat do notcareand althoughthe fingersslice things andhold things andmove things andtouchthingssuch asorangesapplesonionsbooksbodiesI am no longerreasonably surewhat these thingsarethey are mostlylikelamplight andfogthen often the hands willgo to thelost headand hold the headlike the hands of achildaround a balla blockair and wood -no teethno thinking partand when a windowblows opento achurchhillwomandogor something singingthe fingers of the handare senseless to vibrationbecause they have noearssenseless to color becausethey have noeyessenseless to smellwithout a nosethey country goes by asnonsensethe continentsthe daylights and eveningsshineon my dirtyfingernailsand in some mirrormy facea block to vanishscuffed part of a child’sballwhile everywheremovesworms and aircraftfires on the landtall violets in sanctitymy hands let go let golet go
— Charles Bukowski, Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame
The worst kind of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see- the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it.
— Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits
It was strange how you didn’t realise how much you loved a place until you had lost it completely.
— Kameron Hurley, Rapture
its in her eyes
— Dhaval Patel
Even when we are lost, God has not lost us.
— Lisa Wingate, The Story Keeper
The blame game is already a lost game, so don't attempt dressing up to play it!
— Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream
Sometimes if you don't get lost,there is a chance,you may never arrive!
— Manoj Vaz
At some point paradise would be lost.
— Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods. Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt. But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down but the angel flies up again taking us with her.
— Jack Gilbert, Collected Poems
I'd rather be lost than be somewhere I don't belong.
— Kritika Chanauria
We waddled through life blindly, hoping to find something—and someone—worth fighting for.
— Susan Dennard, Strange and Ever After
Nothing loved is ever lost or perished.
— Madeleine L'Engle, A Ring of Endless Light
The day we didn't spend together, we will never spend together, what someone was going to say to us on the phone when they called and we didn't answer will never be said, at least not exactly the same thing said in exactly the same spirit; and everything will be slightly different or even completely different because of the lack of courage which dissuades us from talking to you.....none of that will ever be repeated and consequently a time will come when having been together will be the same as not having been together, and having picked up the phone the same as not having done so, and having dared to speak to you the same as if we'd remained silent
— Javier Marías, A Heart So White
It was amazing how many colors there were, all running into the gutter in a stream: a dozen shades of blue, twenty different reds, and all that black soot, like a nightmare given form, the insides of a heart, destroyed so easily, done away with before anyone could stop the damage, or salvage what was lost, or even try to save him.
— Alice Hoffman, Skylight Confessions
I only have one story now.The story was heroin. It was made out of sensation, not words; it was invisible and murderous and unstoppable. Sam disappeared from her slowly, like a snowman melting, until all Blanca had left of him was a pool of freezing-cold blue water, arctic cold, sorrow colored, evaporating with every year. She did her best to hold onto him, but it was impossible, like carrying ice into the desert or making time stand still. After the final fight when Sam moved out, Blanca saw him less and less often. He no longer had a presence; he was like the outline of a person, an absence rather than a full-fledged human being.
— Alice Hoffman, Skylight Confessions
The human civilization has gone extremely so far; that in return, we have lost the line between stupidity and spirituality.
— M.F. Moonzajer, LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS
Human kind is on one big power trip that is ripping the sole out of the subtleness and kindness of the human spirit
— Aidan Donnelly
A love letter lost in the mail, forgotten, miss delivered and then discovered years later and received by the intended is romantic. A love letter ending up in someone's spam filter is just annoying.
— B.J. Neblett
Somewhere along the way I feel as though I lost my identity and its not like losing a passport it feels more like losing someone so dear to your heart that it pains you everyday to be so unsure if you'll ever see them again or not
— Donal O'Callaghan
I have nowhere to go and no place I’m supposed to be. Am I lost or completely free?
— Doug   Cooper, Outside In
I’m jealous – not of their money to spend, but jealous that, for them, going home is a simple matter of turning down the correct lane.
— Amber Dawn, Sub Rosa
Well done, my fine fellow out of my womb. What have you gained? Nothing! And oh, what have you lost? Everything!
— Jeanette Winterson, The Daylight Gate
I lost my family,” he says softly. The tone of his voice justifies my earlier regret. “If you have nothing to love, you have nothing to lose. Even your own life becomes meaningless.
— Celia McMahon, Skye
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
The foolishness of chasing the moon ached my heart. I was stuck between the moon and the shore and surrounded by an empty sea.
— Kevin James Moore, The Go-Go Girl
it's a lot easier to be lost than found.
— Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key
Seamlessly?” Stella’s laugh escaped her mouth and it was bitter and hard. “That may be an appropriate statement, because in order to look seamless, you must need to have an entire world of shit going on under the surface. I don’t see this seamless outside, but I’ll tell you I’ve never felt more lost inside.
— R.L. Griffin, Seamless
I digged my heart deeper to see who is inside, the more i digged ,the more i lost ME
— Bilal Bashir Magry
Why would a white caribou come down to Beaver River, where the woodland herd lives? Why would she leave the Arctic tundra, where the light blazes incandescent, to haunt these shadows? Why would any caribou leave her herd to walk, solitary, thousands of miles? The herd is comfort. The herd is a fabric you can't cut or tear, passing over the land. If you could see the herd from the sky, if you were a falcon or a king eider, it would appear like softly floating gauze over the face of the snow, no more substantial than a cloud. "We are soft," the herd whispers. "We have no top teeth. We do not tear flesh. We do not tear at any part of life. We are gentleness itself. Why would any of us break from the herd? Break, apart, separate, these are hard words. The only reason any of us would become one, and not part of the herd, is if she were lost.
— Kathleen Winter, Annabel
Unable to see, they were briefly seized by the characteristic Prague anxiety of never finding the entrance--of arriving at one's goal but remaining blocked from it by a wall or a stone on account of having overlooked an alley or medieval door a few dozen yards back, which has served as the approach so immemorially that no one any longer marked or described it.
— Caleb Crain, Necessary Errors
Hey, it's not a problem," she says, still smiling at me. "If you feel bad about it, pay me in cocoa and I'll do it with you all night if you want."Craig bursts out laughing and Maria looks up at him confused. I groan and press my face into my good hand. Even in college, we're still just a bunch of children sometimes."What's so... eew!" gasps Maria as she finally gets it. Her face turns red as she covers her mouth with her hands to stifle her giggling.
— Nadia Simonenko, Lost and Found: The Complete Series
See me once with loveMake me alive.
— B. Bhardwaz
The quickest way to get over something you loved and lost is to get another one.
— Karen Tenerowicz
Every lost thing can be found from the same place where it lost
— Faria Sweetish
Blaire, This teardrop represents many things. The tears I know you’ve shed over holding your mother’s piece of satin. The tears you’ve shed over each loss you’ve experienced. But it also represents the tears we’ve both shed as we’ve felt the little life inside you begin to move. The tears I’ve shed over the fact I’ve been given someone like you to love. I never imagined anyone like you Blaire. But every time I think about forever with you I’m humbled that you chose me.This is your something blue.I love you,Rush
— Abbi Glines, Forever Too Far
...We lost our faith and went around wondering what life was for. If art was no more than a frustrated out-flinging of desire, if religion was no more than self-delusion, what good was life? Faith had always given us answers to all things. But it all went down the drain with Freud and Darwin. We were and still are a lost people.
— Ray Bradbury, The Martian Chronicles
When we lose someone we love the pang we experience seems irresistible at first; but gradually it dies out. This is an undeniable fact. Yet, this does not mean that our love object has vanished into thin air; no, it is simply instilled and integrated into our being. Thus two have become one!”By T. Afsin Ilgar - Ted`s Tale
— T. Afsin Ilgar
I was so grateful to see Lissa okay that I missed what Eddie had already noticed. "You guys, where are Victor and Robert?"Lissa's face crumpled, and even Adrian looked grim. "Damn it," I said, needing no explanation.Lissa nodded, eyes wide with distraught. "We lost them.
— Richelle Mead, Spirit Bound
She looks like an empty shell of a woman with her soul hovering above her. We believe in spiritual guías in Santo Domingo. Hers is her own self. I can see Mami’s soul desperately trying to find its way back into her small body.
— Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina
Maybe it would feel nice. Maybe it wouldn't feel like a betrayal. Besides, who was I betraying, anyway? Just myself.
— Stephenie Meyer, New Moon
In some strange way, any new fact or insight that I may have found has not seemed to me as a “discovery” of mine, but rather something that had always been there and that I had chanced to pick up.
— Subrahmanijan Chandrasekhar
More than half of our history is lost, not because they were not documented, but they had no guardians and protectors.
— M.F. Moonzajer
Kessler depicts his developing intimacy with a handful of dairy goats and offers an enviable glimpse of the pastoral good life. Yet he also cautions, "Wherever the notion of paradise exists, so does the idea that it was lost. Paradise is always in the past." The title Goat Song is a literal rendering of the Greek word traghoudhia, tragedy. Reading it, I was reminded of Leo Marx's analysis of Thoreau's Walden. In The Machine in the Garden, Marx names Thoreau a tragic, if complex pastoralist. After failing to make an agrarian living raising beans for commercial trade (although his intent was always more allegorical than pecuniary), Thoreau ends Walden by replacing the pastoral idea where it originated: in literature. Paradise, Marx concludes, is not ultimately to be found at Walden Pond; it is to be found in the pages of Walden.
— Heather Paxson, The Life of Cheese: Crafting Food and Value in America
But what was I but a scared child lost in a strange world? How could I replace all that been lost? Where was my place in the world?
— Patrick Carman, Stargazer
I have this recurring nightmare where I'm lost in a strange forest, and my only hope is your sense of direction. Enough to give a fellow the sweats, it is.
— Gerald Morris, The Savage Damsel and the Dwarf
There is a core difference between sharing the gospel with the lost and imposing a specific moral standard on the unconverted.
— Rosaria Champagne Butterfield, The Secret Thoughts of an Unlikely Convert: An English Professor's Journey Into Christian Faith
You think you know me, but I'm not sure that even I know who I am anymore.
— Nicholas Sparks, Safe Haven
Acknowledging that sometimes, often at very crucial times, you really have no idea where you are going or even where the path lies. A the same time, you can very well know something about where you are now (even if it is knowing that you are lost, confused, enraged or without hope).
— Jon Kabat-Zinn
I dreamed of dying, long before my dreams have died.
— Anthony Liccione
It all made sense — terrible sense. The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had been superseded at the newsstand by the even greater panic of partial knowledge. And now the torment of partly knowing had yielded to the infinitely greater terror of knowing precisely
— Flora Rheta Schreiber, Sybil: The Classic True Story of a Woman Possessed by Sixteen Personalities
Edith’s clothes were flung in disarray on the floor beside the bed, the covers of which had been thrown back carelessly; she lay naked and glistening under the light on the white unwrinkled sheet. Her body was lax and wanton in its naked sprawl, and it shone like pale gold. William came nearer the bed. She was fast asleep, but in a trick of the light her slightly opened mouth seemed to shape the soundless words of passion and love. He stood looking at her for a long time. He felt a distant pity and reluctant friendship and familiar respect; and he felt also a weary sadness, for he knew that he would never again be moved as he had once been moved by her presence. The sadness lessened, and he covered her gently, turned out the light, and got in bed beside her.
— John  Williams, Stoner
It often felt like God had merely let me into a foyer where I could hear others playing my note in another room, with no way to get to the music. And that's really what I wanted to do. I wanted to play my note. I wanted to do the thing that made me feel alive.
— Susan E. Isaacs, Angry Conversations with God: A Snarky but Authentic Spiritual Memoir
When you’re lost there’s nowhere to go but forward. One step at a time – and the way will show itself.
— Sam J. Charlton, Journey of Shadows
Must you always speak with so many pop culture references?""I must, yes, but no one's making pop culture anymore, so I'm starting to feel dated. I haven't seen a new movie in two years. And you know what else I just realized?"The doctor stared a
— Peter Clines, Ex-Patriots
When we get too caught up in the busyness of the world, we lose connection with one another - and ourselves.
— Jack Kornfield
That's your response to everything: drink?""No, that's my response to nothing.
— Charles Bukowski
She stood lost in eternity... watching the immense sky...
— Angela Carter, The Magic Toyshop
Some of life's greatest wisdom comes from observing the lives of very lost people.
— Shannon L. Alder
Blot out his name, then, record one lost soul more,  One task more declined, one more footpath untrod,One more devils’-triumph and sorrow for angels,  One wrong more to man, one more insult to God!
— Robert Browning
Some guys spend days looking for something they lost. I never seem to have anything that if I lost it I'd care too much.
— J.D. Salinger
If Sean's voice is layers of wood, and Mina Ma's is the voice a copper pot, then Mathew Mercer's is the voice of a wild animal. I suddenly think of a movie Ammara and I loved when we were little, and I think of Scar, the lion who murdered his brother to become king. That kind of voice.
— Sangu Mandanna, The Lost Girl
North-ish." A pause, and then: "Is that Terra for I'm lost-ish?
— Justina Chen, North of Beautiful
Some things get lost others return. That is how it is: the way of things.
— Julia Green, Breathing Underwater
See you in another life, brotha.
— Desmond Hume
Too much has been given and too much has been lost.
— Harley King
I'm glad she left me the kids. I'd be lost without them. Lost and bitter. With them here, I'm only bitter.
— Steven Herrick, A Place Like This
I played back every empty sigh, every night I slept alone, and saw what I never wanted to see before - a lost girl crying out to me for help. I just noticed too late.
— Ashley D. Wallis, Sometimes
It's improbable for me to become lost, because I am already self-realized. A blank scene is a portrait of a glass kingdom to me. In order to become lost, one must not be able to realize their own identity, ego, and self.
— Lionel Suggs
We are sorry about the way things turned out. We gave, in the phrasing of our words if not literally in the words themselves, the false impression that these pages might hold some small fragment, some slight fragrance of a greater truth. That there might be something here to be learned. Before we go any further the author of this cartoon wishes to make an apology. Such an impression was deliberately cultivated. It is a ruse. It is a lie. We are every bit as lost and afraid as children abandoned in a wood: every bit as lost as you.
— Anders Nilsen
...I think we should find some kind of shelter; a cave or something.""I don't want to do that! What if there's like, a creature living in the cave?" Tiara said. "Seriously, I saw this show once where these people were stranded on an island and there were these other people who were sort of crazy-slash-bad and there was this polar bear creature running around.""What happened?" Miss Ohio asked."I don't know. My parents got divorced in the middle of season two and we lost our TiVo.
— Libba Bray, Beauty Queens
I'm lost in space and I want to find a way home. Nobody else can get me back to the planet, so I have to do it myself.
— Susan Vaught, Going Underground
What could be a destination for a lost, when there is no will to move on anymore?
— Rixa White
When someone is force to realize that the road he'd been working hard to make progress on was no different from the place he'd started, and when he realized that he had in fact gone backward, all that person can do is face the pale sky and lament.
— Mizuki Nomura, Book Girl and the Wayfarer's Lamentation
An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.
— Henry David Thoreau
May you have the hindsight to know where you've been, The foresight to know where you are going, And the insight to knowwhen you have gone too far
— Irish Blessing
May the warm winds of heaven blow softly upon your house. May the Great Spirit bless all who enter there. May your mocassins make happy tracks in many snows, and may the rainbow always touch your shoulder.
— American Indian Cherokee Blessing
The LORD bless you and keep you
— the LORD make his face shine on you and be gracious to you
Count your blessings
— Haruki Murakami
If you withhold a blessing, it will be given through others.
— Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity
The blessing hands of Christ are like a roof that protects us. But at the same time, they are a gesture of opening up, tearing the world open so that heaven my enter in, may become "present" within it.
— Pope Benedict XVI, Jesus of Nazareth, Part Two: Holy Week: From the Entrance into Jerusalem to the Resurrection
Blessing is bowing down to receive the expressions of divine favor that in the inner recesses of the human heart and mind make life worth the bother.
— Beth Moore, Believing God
To have our needs met, to love, to be loved, to feel safe in this world and to each know our purpose, is a simple matter of creating those blessings for others.
— Bryant McGill, Voice of Reason
Here's a new 'Blessing' for our ti
— Vera Nazarian
Feeling harder to be oneself might be a curse of popularity.
— Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut