Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.

Lost love is still love.

She explains that lost love is still love.Life has to end but love doesn't

Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.

Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

If you believe yourself unfortunate because you have loved and lost, perish the thought. One who has loved truly, can never lose entirely.

True love is never lost, not even by a bishop's or a priest's curse, that we cannot regain it, so long as hope has still its bit of green.

Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

No one you love is ever truly lost.

...there is no one so lost that the eternal love cannot return...

No one, while hope shows any hint of green, is lost beyond return to love eternal merely because the Church has voiced its curse.

Lost love is still love, Eddie. It just takes a different form, that's all. You can't hold their hand... You can't tousle their hair... But when those senses weaken another one comes to life... Memory... Memory becomes your partner. You hold it... you dance with it... Life has to end, Eddie... Love doesn't.

The third answer is the most difficult one to grasp, but it's also the one that can save you. The love you lost, or the love you wished for and never had: That love exists eternally. It shifts its shape, but it's always there. The task is to recognize it in its new form.