| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | Loss |
| | | No man can lose what he never had. Izaak Walton. | 1 |
| | Wise men ne’er sit and wail their loss, |
| But cheerly seek how to redress their harms. |
Shakespeare. | 2 |
| | That puts it not unto the touch |
| To win or lose it all. |
Napier. | 3 |
| | What’s saved affords |
| No indication of what’s lost. |
Lord Lytton. | 4 |
| | When wealth is lost, nothing is lost; |
| When health is lost, something is lost; |
| When character is lost, all is lost! |
| 5 |
| | Like the dew on the mountain, |
| Like the foam on the river, |
| Like the bubble on the fountain, |
| Thou art gone, and forever! |
Scott. | 6 |
| It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Tennyson. | 7 |
| We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that sense of shame which, once lost, can never be restored. Seneca. | 8 |
| A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself. Montaigne. | 9 | | |
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