Quotes About Grief

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

As soon as something happens to us in America, everyone begins talking about healing. But before you heal, you have to mourn.

Many Americans don't mourn in public anymore - we don't wear black, we don't beat our chests and wail.

Mourn for me rather as living than as dead.

Someone who is about to die does not mourn the dead.

We don't help people mourn in our society.

Mourning is not forbidden, you know.

For years I have been mourning and not for my dead, it is for this boy for whatever corner in my heart died when his childhood slid out of my arms.

I grew up in a house that was in a constant state of mourning.

'The Babadook,' written and directed by a woman, is a gorgeously told female-focused story of grief, longing, loneliness, and what mourning can become.

Depression is a feeling without a cause. Mourning has a cause.

The nature of most Covid-19 deaths, in hospital or a care home away from family and friends, has made it worse for the people they leave behind. In the absence of the traditional rites and rituals of funeral and mourning - the opportunity to just share a hug - the process of bereavement has been made even harder to bear.

I feel like crying and sadness has brought an actual change to the shape of my mouth.

I don't move away from grief, rather through it.

Losing my parents, who I admired, loved and needed, it took a long time to be able to move on.

'History Is All You Left Me' is about the loss of your first love and how you move on beyond that and if you can.

Today, loss is something everybody feels. It could be the loss of a friend moving away. It could be your best friend moves to the other side of town or his family does. It's a loss.

Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.

When my dad died, I was eight. Becky was seven. My mum had cancer, the first of two bouts that she's fought and beaten.

The murder of Sean Brown hurt my soul.

There's definitely still a lot of hurt from losing my guys or the fact that I got out and I felt like it wasn't my time yet.

Death is very mysterious to us. One moment someone is there with us, and the next moment they're not.

Loss is inevitable - you have to be blind or naive to think otherwise.

In 1990 I had a nasty car accident and in 1994 my husband Ron Edgeworth died of motor neurone disease.