We're all vanishing organisms and disappearing creatures in space and time - that death sentence in space in time that Kafka talked about with such profundity.
There are no words to express how sad and devastated I am. I have lost one of my dearest friends, and the industry has lost a giant.
And can it be that in a world so full and busy the loss of one creature makes a void so wide and deep that nothing but the width and depth of eternity can fill it up!
weeping...betraying a sense of loss so huge and irreparable that the mind balks at taking its measure.
There seem to be many causes of depression. One cause is profound loss, grief. Economic hardship we know is linked to depression. We don't have a full picture.
I had known a couple of people who had died, but the loss of my mother contained something of the profoundly unknowable.
It is not a mistress I have lost but half of myself, a soul for which my soul seems to have been made.
...with a grief no less sharp for not being intimate with its object.
Could fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss?
