Quotes About Grief

I've been at the funerals of a lot of people in my neighborhood. Sometimes when I sit back and relax, I think about that and just blank out.

God's not complicated - He's really not. And He helps people in their everyday life so that they can get better in relationships, in their job situations, in getting through grief.

The interesting thing about grief, I think, is that it is its own size. It is not the size of you. It is its own size. And grief comes to you.

You have no idea how hard it is to grieve and fall madly in love at the same time.

Delia picked at the raw sores of her conscience...Drunk or sober, Delia lived in the small town in her heart, ignoring the world in which all her love had turned to grief.

Love and grief enable us to feel how we're all at heart the same. In love and grief, which is always very personal, the distinctions that separate us melt away.

Dad, would the love end just because a person dies?

But it is impossible to replace a person one has loved to distraction.

The loss of young first love is so painful that it borders on the ludicrous.

I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to.

Some things are private. Some things needed to be said, even when the person who needed to hear them couldn't hear anything. Ever again.

Usually time alters and affects everything, but when someone you love dies time cannot change that, no amount of time will ever change that, so time stops having any meaning.

A break up is the closest thing to bereavement

It's what happens. You love, then you lose, then you die. Even if you survive, you die.

She let him go once. Every day demands that she release him over and over again.

Do not grieve so much for a husband lost that it wastes away your life.

Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine.

The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else--grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.

I didn't know what to say to her - I was caught in a love triangle with one dead side.

One is not allowed a grief for a life never lived. Yet one has buried the fruit of love, and a great deal of hope and many dreams.

Love, Hope, and Joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, Fear, and Grief, the family of pain, These mix'd with art, and to due bounds confin'd Make and maintain the balance of the mind.

What else is there to write about than love and loss?

But grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels.

The on­ly thing I know is ev­ery­thing you love will die.