It's like a Venn diagram of tragedy.
What hath night to do with sleep?
For as long as I write, I will never be lost.
My boyfriend thinks I lost my true calling to be a librarian.
At the moment you think all is lost, the future remains.
I tend toward characters who are more lost than found.
There's no hate lost between us.
If you have nothing to write your power of imagination is lost.
I'd rather be lost than be somewhere I don't belong.
My 20s were a lost decade. I didn't do much of anything.
I was very lost as a teenager. Which is a horrible way to feel.
I kinda went through a semi-depression. Honestly. Like, I lost myself.
The fact that I lost my son permeates my being.
All cannot be lost when there is still so much being found
If you're not confident in yourself, you're going to waver. I've wavered, and I've lost.
You are unique, and if that is not fulfilled, then something has been lost.
If you are lost inside the beauties of nature, do not try to be found!
It's a nonstop schedule, really. I had lost myself somewhere.
The only paradise is paradise lost.
We lost everything. We even won our own constituency.
That feeling of freedom, open highways of possibilities, has kind of been lost to materialism and marketing.
