Mohsin Hamid Quotes

as they die, the ones we love, we lose our witnesses, our watchers, those who know and understand the tiny little meaningless patterns, those words drawn in water with a stick. And there is nothing left but the endless flow.

The only infallible truth of our lives is that everything we love in life will be taken from us.

People come. They go. Dying is the same as rehab or moving back to Missouri. It just means I won't be seeing them again.

Everything that we love will, at some point, be taken away from us. If I think about everyone I love eventually being taken away from me by death, or simply by getting lost from each other in the world, it makes me value them much more now.

Love that well which thou must leave ere long.

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

Nothing endures. Not a tree. Not love. Not even death by violence.

Lines I die but when the grave shall press The heart so long endeared to thee When earthy cares no more distress And earthy joys are nought to me. Weep not, but think that I have past Before thee o'er the sea of gloom. Have anchored safe and rest at last Where tears and mouring can not come. 'Tis I should weep to leave thee here On that dark ocean sailing drear With storms around and fears before And no kind light to point the shore. But long or short though life may be 'Tis nothing to eternity. We part below to meet on high Where blissful ages never die.

Love is like a flower, even the most beautiful kind dies.

Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed.

In the end, everyone loses everyone. There was no invention to get around that.

He would say, "How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away some day, far away..." And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death.

It seems to me self-evident that if you have a life, things happen in it, and certain things do change; certain things end. People you know die.

I don't think of death in a romantic way anymore.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

I long for the time of no more departures. It has something to do with age, probably.

I think that one of the reasons why people look towards the end of humanity is that people are afraid to die alone. If you die alone, the people you love will miss you, or if they die, you miss them - the sorrow is inevitable. When you truly love someone, the thought of losing them forever is horrible.

I envy the dead.

Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.

God gives us love. Something to love He leads us; but, when love is grown To ripeness that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.

Life is change, to cease to change is to cease to live; yet if you may shed a tear beside the death-bed of an old friend, let not your heart be silent on the dissolving of a faith.

I'm hyper-focused on loss. But I know it's just the impermanence of being here.

Nature is very cruel. It is much riskier to love any living being than not. I'm painfully aware that even my little dog is a walking bundle of mortality. I'm painfully aware he's going to pass.

Relationships are temporary, and everyone needs to understand that.

Even if you live to be a ripe old age, you live long enough to see the people you love pass away.