Quotes About Grief

Grief is an element. It has its own cycle like the carbon cycle, the nitrogen. It never diminishes not ever. It passes in and out of everything.

And life goes on, which seems kind of strange and cruel when you're watching someone die.

Life has become unbearable ... Forgive me.

Think of a lifeless forest in which a small plant pushes its head upward, out of the ruin. In our grief process, we are moving into life from death, without denying the devastation that came before.

Anyone who has experienced a certain amount of loss in their life has empathy for those who have experienced loss.

I had lived a charmed life, and then I lost a beautiful woman I loved with all my heart.

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.

May be she'll learn something about what death really is, which is where the pain stops and the good memories begin. Not the end of life but the end of pain.

The certainty of death and the uncertainty of the hour of death is a source of grief throughout our life.

Death is nothing at all; it does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room.

What am I most ashamed of in my life? Not keeping my promise to my sister and being too scared of America to attend her funeral.

It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.

It takes strength to make your way through grief, to grab hold of life and let it pull you forward.

Life is tough and brimming with loss, and the most we can do about it is to glimpse ourselves clear now and then, and find out what we feel about familiar scenes and recurring faces this time around.

It was all devastating. I'd never dealt with losing anyone close to me, and I didn't know where to put it in my life. I was very young then. Buddy taught me so much in such a short time.

How we deal with death is at least as important as how we deal with life.

Grief is in two parts. The first is loss. The second is the remaking of life.

A father's death is the most important event, the more heartbreaking and poignant loss in a man's life.

Life Lesson 3: You can't rush grief. It has its own timetable. All you can do is make sure there are lots of soft places around - beds, pillows, arms, laps.

Youth offers the promise of happiness, but life offers the realities of grief.

I buried Little Ann by the side of Old Dan. I knew that was where she wanted to be. I also buried a part of my life along with my dog.

Both she and I have grief enough and trouble enough, but as for regrets – neither of us have any.

I hate you. If only I'd known. If only I'd been enough. I let you down. I wish I could have done something. I should have done something. Was it my fault? Why wasn't I enough? Come back. I love you. I'm sorry.

So it's good and it's bad and it hurts, but I like thinking about him. If I think about him, he won't be completely gone either. Just because they're dead, they don't have to be. And neither do we.