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 OliverStichwörter: lost coldness meaningless worthless
I am lost in my world,
invisible - unknown.
Moon please lend me
your light that someone
will me see me.
Stichwörter: poetry lost darkness alone lonely invisible
Foggy nights bring some comfort.
He can get lost in the mist
and there is no one to stare or question.
Stichwörter: fear poetry lost freedom alone comfort
With a sigh, he grabbed hold of his chair and lifted himself out of it, then wrote on the blackboard: How will we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering? - A.Y.
'I'm going to leave that up for the rest of the semester,' he said.
'Because everybody who has ever lost their way in life has felt the nagging insistence of that question. At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze, and I don't want us to forget Alaska, and I don't want to forget that even when the material we study seems boring, we're trying to understand how people have answered that question and the questions each of you posed in your papers--how different traditions have come to terms with what Chip, in his final, called 'people's rotten lots in life.
Stichwörter: lost suffering living dying tradition labyrinth maze rotten-life
I'm pretty lost in becoming all this frost. Bitter, like Winter. Strung-out like a string of pearls.
Ashly LorenzanaStichwörter: poetry frost lost sadness despair winter bitterness hopelessness coldness pearls
آموخت که آدم به غیبت عادت میکند و این عادت به نبودن عزیزان از نبودنشان ناگوارتر است.
Marcel ProustStichwörter: lost death immigration missing-someone
Une lutte qui semble perdue, est la plus excitante.
Jacques TardiStichwörter: life lost philosophy struggle french life-lessons interesting life-philosophy philosophy-of-life life-lesson exciting
My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.
Charles BaudelaireStichwörter: poetry lost heart poem eat conversations beasts charles-baudelaire the-flowers-of-evil eaten les-fleurs-du-mal
Maybe family were the people who came looking for you when you were lost.
Vikki WakefieldBut I never just quite liked that ryhme.'
'Why not, child?'
'Because it seems to say one's as good as another, or two new ones are better than one that's lost. . . . Somehow, when once you've looked into anybody's eyes, right deep down into them, I mean, nobody will do for that one any more. Nobody, ever so beautiful or so good, will make up for that one going out of sight.
Stichwörter: love lost unique good beautiful
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