It’s only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything.[Tyler says]
It was like she was thinking, How far can I go with this? How much more can I fit in my life without losing control?
It is a mysterious thing, the loss of faith — as mysterious as faith itself.
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
If there is any possible consolation in the tragedy of losing someone we love very much, it’s the necessary hope that perhaps it was for the best.
If I look back I am lost.[repeated often in the rest of the book]
If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.
I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control.
I look but to what I lose, and see not what remains to me.[Je regarde ce que je perds, Et ne vois point ce qui me reste.]
I have never lost the feeling of contradiction that lies behind all knowledge.
Humans only become dangerous when they have nothing to lose.
Heavy misfortunes have befallen us, but let us only cling closer to what remains and transfer our love for those whom we have lost to those who yet live.
