Evelyn Waugh Quotes

Later, my father died up in Marysville. So, my mother and I got in the car and came down to Hollywood.

People live, people die. It's always hard when it's a member of your family.

My father is gone, and I miss him as only an adoring daughter can.

My uncle used to love me, but she died.

When you lose a person you love so much, surviving the loss is difficult.

It is possible to take something beautiful and lasting out of the heart-wrenching experience of seeing the animal you love move inexorably toward death.

She was a great lady. We raised three boys, were together as long as she lived, and now she's passed on.

Time is the only comforter for the loss of a mother.

I admit that death is not just about you, it's also about the people who love you.

Life is full of confusion. Confusion of love, passion, and romance. Confusion of family and friends. Confusion with life itself. What path we take, what turns we make. How we roll our dice.

I miss my mother very, very much.

Here's a thing about the death of your mother, or anyone else you love: You can't anticipate how you'll feel afterward. People will tell you; a few may be close to right, none exactly right.

I'll never forget the first time I saw someone who had died. It was my grandfather. And I knelt next to his coffin. And all I could do was eye level was look at his hands. They were enormous hands. And all I could think was, 'Those hands dug freedom for me.'

Your father has to die, better he dies in your arms.

The new record started out being about loss, but it's morphed into being about how relationships go on even though one person is not in a body anymore.

I wish my father had lived longer. He died when I was 18.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

Anyone with a heart, with a family, has experienced loss. No one escapes unscathed. Every story of separation is different, but I think we all understand that basic, wrenching emotion that comes from saying goodbye, not knowing if we'll see that person again - or perhaps knowing that we won't.

We all have that burning question about what happens if we lose somebody we love, especially if we lose them tragically. We wonder what fear was going on, we wonder if we could have reached out and touched them, held their hand, looked in their eyes, been there.

I was scared when I lost my mother, my father, my brother, my sister.

My biggest fear in life is losing the people I love, and the thing with cancer is that it seems that you can't really control it.

The reason why I take my life is because I want to go to my wife and boy. My usefulness in this world is at an end. I can not be satisfied in any business and can not be without their companionship.

When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.

I was 28 when my father died, and I was an only child.

In truth, 2007 was the hardest year of my life. I lost my best friend. I lost my father.