“I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.”— Jim Uhls, Tyler Durden, Brad Pitt, amazon.com
“I’m lost in my own mind, a poem that never ends, composed of things that aren’t blessed.”— Young Senshi, wnq-writers.com
“Years ago I cared. Now I don’t. I know I am lost but I don’t want to be found.”— Henry Rollins, amazon.com
“Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone. I cannot cry. I cannot care. That thing will come back no more.”— F. Scott Fitzgerald, amazon.com
“Most of the time I have absolutely no idea what the hell I'm doing in life and I'm learning that's okay.”— Andrea Davis, instagram.com
“Love isn’t always pretty. Sometimes you spend all your time hoping it’ll eventually be something different. Something better. Then, before you know it, you’re back to square one, and you lost your heart somewhere along the way.”— Colleen Hoover, amazon.com
“The fact is: I no longer believe in my own infallibility. That is why I am lost.”— Arthur Koestler, amazon.com
“Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.”— F. Scott Fitzgerald, amazon.com
“Getting lost was not a matter of geography so much as identity, a passionate desire, even an urgent need, to become no one and anyone, to shake off the shackles that remind you who you are, who others think you are.”— Rebecca Solnit, amazon.com
“Weeping is not the same thing as crying, It takes your whole body to weep, and when it’s over, you feel like you don’t have any bones left to hold you up.”— Sarah Ockler, amazon.com
“Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know—because once I wanted something and got it. It was the only thing I ever wanted badly…and when I got it it turned to dust in my hand.”— F. Scott Fitzgerald, amazon.com
“All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, an…”— Ralph Ellison, amazon.com
“I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here. So, how can I find my way? Is there a chain saw of the soul, an ax I can take to my memories or fears?”— Laurie Halse Anderson, amazon.com
“Getting lost was not a matter of geography so much as identity, a passionate desire, even an urgent need, to become no one and anyone, to shake off the shackles that remind you who you are, who others think you are.”— Rebecca Solnit, amazon.com
“That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love — that person keeps changing. And later you wonder.. is this the same person I lost?”— Amy Tan, amazon.com