The things you own end up owning you. It's only after you lose everything that you're free to do anything.

We are afraid of losing what we have, whether it's our life or our possessions and property. But this fear evaporates when we understand that our life stories and the history of the world were written by the same hand.

The fulfillment we have in owning, in desiring, is temporary and illusory, because there is nothing at all we can have that we will not lose eventually. And so there is always fear.

Loss and sorrow are only possible with respect to things we own.

He who possesses most must be most afraid of loss.

The more you covet something, the more certain it is that you’ll lose it, and the more devastating the loss will be when it happens—which it will. (p. 216).

The loss of a thing affects us until we have lost it altogether.

What matters isn't what a person has or doesn't have; it is what he or she is afraid of losing.

Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.

And I think that in myself (and perhaps evident in what I write) fear of loss
and the corresponding instinct to protect myself against loss are potent forces.

The more we possess the less we have.

For most people, the fear of loss is much greater than the desire for gain. Which

Mostly it is loss which teaches us about the worth of things.

Our desires increase with our possessions.