A Quote by Maya Angelou

The loss of young first love is so painful that it borders on the ludicrous. — © Maya Angelou
The loss of young first love is so painful that it borders on the ludicrous.
To say there had been a loss was ludicrous; one lost a shoe or a set of keys. You did not suffer the death of a child and say there was a loss. There was a catastrophe. A devastation. A hell.
The loss of illusions and the discovery of identity, though painful at first, can be ultimately exhilarating and strengthening.
You know, your first album is about really amazing things. Your first album is always about coming of age, first love, first loss, usually you suffer a first loss of someone that you love to death, even, you know, really big life lessons, things you learn from your parents' divorce or from the travels that you took.
Loss is very painful, because any kind of loss leaves a hole in the fabric of one's existence.
To be in love with someone and be raising a family with someone and want to make that commitment and not be able to is ludicrous, just ludicrous.
Ignore any loss of nerve, ignore any loss of self-confidence, ignore any doubt or confusion. Move on believing in love, in peace, and harmony, and in great accomplishment. Remember joy isn't a stranger to you. You are winning and you are strong. Love. Love first, love always, love forever.
It is especially painful when narcissists suffer memory loss because they are losing parts of the person they love most.
If I want to realize totality in my consciousness, I have to relate myself to an immense, ludicrous, and painful convulsion of all of humanity.
When you go through hell, your own personal hell, and you have lost - loss of fame, loss of money, loss of career, loss of family, loss of love, loss of your own identity that I experienced in my own life - and you've been able to face the demons that have haunted you... I appreciate everything that I have.
No one can remain married today because they are not married to the one they love, they are married to their sacrifice, and pretending to love is too damned painful. Love and build, love and work, love and fight. Always love first. Anything placed before love will fail.
The most painful love there is, is the love left unshown A love that cannot be expressed, affection left unknown The love that withholds touching,afraid of what it would say And the most painful thing about unexpressed love is.., it never fades away
Comedy springs from the ludicrous; but the ludicrous is stuck in the muck of reality, resolutely hostile to what is impossible.
That always seemed to be the most critical test that a child was confronted with - loss of parents, loss of direction, loss of love. Can you live without a mother and a father?
Young kids should probably not play tackle football. I know this intellectually, but emotionally, I'm conflicted. I love this sport. I grew up playing and adoring football. I love the brotherhood, teamwork, athletic grace that borders on superhuman, grit, pressure and, yes, contact. I love the contact.
I know, personally, that I would not be in the beautiful state of awareness that I find myself in daily now - knowing that love is the essence of all that is - had I not had the most painful of all experiences, the loss of my stepdaughter.
When I realised that I had feelings for men as well as women, at first I was worried and frightened, and there was a certain amount of 'Who am I? Am I a criminal?' and so on. It took me a long time to come to terms with myself. Those were painful years - painful then and painful to look back on.
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