Words cannot express the grief one feels when one loses love. Then again, wise words can heal wounds and help us reflect on the tragedy.I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places .The way to love is to realize that it might be lost.

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.