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Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
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#1 There is one exception to my dislike of euphemisms for dying: the phrase I lost my father. I have always found it difficult to talk about my father’s death, but the phrase I lost my father feels plain and lonely, like grief itself.
#2 The experience of loss is different for everyone. It can be the loss of a loved one, a childhood toy, a beloved cat who went outside one day and never returned, the letter your grandmother wrote you when you graduated from college, a threadbare but perfect blue plaid shirt, and a journal you kept for the better part of five years.
#3 The loss of a loved one can be extremely difficult to deal with, and it can affect us in many different ways. It can be difficult to see the world as it really is, marked by the evidence of past losses and the imminence of future ones.
#4 I came from a family that loved language and stories. I had a vivid memory of my father materializing in the doorway of the room I was playing in, holding a Norton anthology of poetry and waving his hand like Merlin while reciting Kubla Khan.

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Publié par	Everest Media LLC
Date de parution	19 mars 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781669354543
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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#1

There is one exception to my dislike of euphemisms for dying: the phrase I lost my father. I have always found it difficult to talk about my father’s death, but the phrase I lost my father feels plain and lonely, like grief itself.

#2

The experience of loss is different for everyone. It can be the loss of a loved one, a childhood toy, a beloved cat who went outside one day and never returned, the letter your grandmother wrote you when you graduated from college, a threadbare but perfect blue plaid shirt, and a journal you kept for the better part of five years.

#3

The loss of a loved one can be extremely difficult to deal with, and it can affect us in many different ways. It can be difficult to see the world as it really is, marked by the evidence of past losses and the imminence of future ones.

#4

I came from a family that loved language and stories. I had a vivid memory of my father materializing in the doorway of the room I was playing in, holding a Norton anthology of poetry and waving his hand like Merlin while reciting Kubla Khan.

#5

My father was a lawyer and an occasional law school instructor. He had a remarkable intellect, but he was also constitutionally oblivious to his surroundings. He could not locate Pittsburgh, and he was hopeless when it came to keeping track of smaller things.

#6

We are all one of those people who lose things. We have been losing stuff so routinely for so long that the laws laid down in Leviticus include a stipulation against lying about finding someone else’s lost property.

#7

The scientific explanation for why we lose things is that we are failing at either remembering or paying attention. The psychoanalytic explanation is that we are being sabotage victims of our rational mind by our subliminal desires.

#8

The art of losing is difficult to master, but it is not too hard to master. It is a good attitude to have, as it helps us accept the loss of minor things in our lives. However, most of us experience even trivial losses as exasperating.

#9

When we lose something, we often feel terrible about ourselves. We often choose to blame someone else for the loss, because it can feel as if the world is not obeying its customary rules.

#10

Loss teaches us the true scale of the world by showing us how enormous, complex, and mysterious it is. It instantly resizes us against our surroundings.

#11

Loss is a profoundly humbling experience. It forces us to confront the limits of our mind and will, and it reminds us that almost everything will eventually be lost or changed.

#12

My father was born in 1948, just after the family moved to Tel Aviv. In 1948, the family tried to get visas to America, but there were few available and 11 million other refugees in need of a place to call home. They decided to go to Germany.

#13

My father, seven years old, was one of thousands of Jewish children who were sent to Germany from Palestine in the 1940s. He spent almost the entire voyage in his steerage-class berth, at sea in both senses, miserably ill. When his parents told him that they were drawing near to port, he struggled up to the deck to look at the view.

#14

His life in America was going well, until he started to get into trouble. He smoked his first cigarette, and made a best friend named Lee Larson, who helped him get into low-grade delinquency.

#15

My father, who was Jewish, graduated as his class valedictorian in 1958. He went to law school, then settled in Cleveland to start a family and a career. He was proud to be able to give his daughters a safer and happier childhood than he had enjoyed.

#16

The idea that we can learn to appreciate the small things after experiencing large loss is not easy to accept.