Jesse Andrews Quotes

When he died, he took a big piece of me with him. I'm sure that every time I do something, I'll think about having done it with Hef.

If there was a way to bring someone back, would you do it, no matter what the consequences might be? I know that for me, my logical mind says, 'Of course not!' But the truth is, when you lose someone who is so close to you, it's as if they are a part of you; there's always one more thing to say, one more moment you wish you'd had.

I can't bear it that Douglas isn't still here.

When something you love gets taken away, it hurts you.

I was crying a little for the boy I had wanted him to be and the boy he hadn’t turned out to be.

In 1957's 'There's No You,' Sinatra is suspended at the intersection of a loss he can't face and a memory he can't relinquish.

I think that my regrets mostly have to do with my relationship with my ex-girlfriend. Every once in a while, you get those flashback memories of conversations you had with your exes, and you just, like, wince when you're walking down the street. Something occurs to you, 'Oh, no, I said that.'

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

I'm incredibly sad that my mother's not here to see my kids and that my kids don't get to know her. And she didn't meet my husband. That's one of the hardest things. I don't even know how to put that into words.

I lost my dad way too early and it was agonisingly awful. I missed him so much and I hated knowing that I could never again pick up the phone to tell him about my day.

'I Know You Care' is really personal and fragile for me. For me, it's about losing a family member and also about a breakup. It's about this idea of losing someone for good.

A very powerful theme in fiction is that of loss.

To return after long years of painful absence to some place which has been the scene of our former joys, and whence the force of circumstance, and not choice, has driven us, is oppressive to the heart.

We live in grief for having left the womb, for having left the teat, then school, then home. In my case, it was leaving marriages, and the death of my wife.

I am sorry I could not see my father.

I sang with my father for over 50 years, and now all of a sudden he's gone, and I just dropped out.

The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to.

Regret is a short, evocative and achingly beautiful word: an elegy to lost possibilities even in its brief annunciation.

You can miss someone every day and still be glad you don't have to see them.

All the best songs have an element of sadness.

But while our parting was mutually acceptable and even expedient, still it was painful. And I would like to think it hurt both of us, for I certainly felt it: a wrenching inside, like some small but improbably necessary organ was no longer in there, that it was missing, torn or fallen out. And at the time I'd thought that was the end of it; what was missing was gone forever

Do i really want him dead? What i want... what i want is to have him back.

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.

If teardrops were pennies and heartaches were gold, I'd have all the treasures my pockets could hold.

I’ve lost so many people. Some I left on purpose and never looked back. Some were taken from me, and I never said good-bye.