Life is a balance of holding on and letting go.

Life is a balance between holding on and letting go.

For it falls out
That what we have we prize not to the worth
Whiles we enjoy it, but being lacked and lost,
Why, then we rack the value, then we find
The virtue that possession would not show us
While it was ours.

For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.

Some of us think holding on makes us strong but sometimes it is letting go

This is what happens. You put it away for a little while, and now and again you look in the closet for something else and you remember, and you think, soon. Then it becomes something that is just there, in the closet, and other things get crowded in front of it and on top of it and finally you don't think about it at all.
The thing that was your bright treasure. You don't think about it. A loss you could not contemplate at one time, and now it becomes something you can barely remember.
This is what happens.
Few people, very few, have a treasure, and if you do you must hang onto it. You must not let yourself be waylaid, and have it taken from you.

The tragedy of life is not so much what we suffer but what we miss.

That is not riches, which may be lost; virtue is our true good and the true reward of its possessor. That cannot be lost; that never deserts us, but when life leaves us. As to property and external riches, hold them with trembling; they often leave their possessor in contempt, and mocked at for having lost them.

The tragedy of life is not so much what
men suffer, but rather what they miss.

What life refused, to gain by death he thought:
For life and death are but indifferent things,
And of themselves not to be shunned nor sought,
But for the good or ill that either brings.

The loss of what we have is pain more dire
Than not to gain the thing that we desire.

giving up what you want most for what you want now can deprive you of life’s real treasures.

What is plucked will grow again,
What is slain lives on,
What is stolen will remain — What is gone is gone.

why it is worse to lose something than not to gain it.