No. 6 What We Have Lost: Budapest

The Shoes on the Danube Promenade. A Memorial to the Hungarian Jews, Winter 1944-45.
 “Do you wanna leave soon?
No, I want enough time to be in love with everything…
And I cry because everything is so beautiful and so short.”
~ Marina Keegan
 “Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night.”
~  Edna St. Vincent Millay
 Catastrophe is numerical. Loss is singular, one beloved at a time.” ~ Anna Quindlen 
 “We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.”
~  Cassandra Clare
 “To want to understand is an attempt to recapture something we have lost.”
~ Peter Høeg
 Losing and losing again, is the very basis of the process, till all we are left with is the bare essence of human existence…”
~ Rohinton Mistry
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