Quotes About Grief

your hair anymore is the secret upside of death.

When somebody walks out, it leaves a hole in you. Some people fill it up, the good and the bad, and get on that way. Some people leave it open, maybe long enough to heal, maybe too long, picking at it now and then so it doesn't heal all the way.

Every one can master a grief but he that has it. —William Shakespeare

There's just no love like the love of a mother for a child, no matter how that child comes into their life, and no loss or grief to match it.

Seraphina had found nothing but an end, she thought, a horribly easy end to pain. Her own wouldn't be easy, because she would have to live with it. Live without Michael. And finally accept that she would live without her dream.

it's left to us still living to miss those who aren't.

Intellectually, she knew no one really died of a broken heart. Emotionally, she suspected some could.

To my mind, reaching out, reaching for one another doesn't make what happened to those girls less of a tragedy, or make anyone less heartsick for them and their families. But point taken.You don't want me to listen.You don't want me to hold your hand. So that makes the need to do those things about me, not you.

She was a fine woman, and lived a good and long life. But it's left to us still living to miss those who aren't.

I don't know if it helps, but I know when we lost Dad, we were all just numb, I guess. Just taking a step at a time dealing with all the horrible, practical things you have to deal with. Eventually you find yourself in another place. Some of it's familiar, some of it's not. You make something else out of it, and you know you couldn't have without the person you lost.

I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry. What a terrible thing. Poor Roy. Poor Roy. The man was useless as tits on a bull, but he didn't deserve to die like that." "Mama!" "People who say not to speak ill of the dead are hypocrites, because you can take it to the bank they're thinking ill.

You'd understand, better than anyone, what it's like to lose a father when you need one so badly.

because when you lose someone, when you aren't able to save them, it hurts too much.

That married and dead aren't the same. We were married sixty-seven years before he passed, and the both of us were free to look all we wanted. Touching, now? That's when married and dead are the same.

Without hope, grief loses the strength to live on, and fight on, and hold.

as the pieces death takes from you find a way to live without them. You honor their death by living and doing and standing.

hope, grief loses the strength to live on, and fight on, and hold.

There's just no love like the love of a mother for a child, no matter how that child comes into their life, and no loss or grief to match it.

Grief swarmed into her heart like angry bees.

her long, lovely eyes, mirrored the grief. "It's a hard, hard thing. I can't even imagine it." "Your life stops right there. Just stops. And when it starts up again, it's different. It's never what it was before that moment. Never." He

When you forget what you have for what you've lost, grieving's an indulgence.

I loved him very much. Losing him cut me in two, the part that just wanted to lie down and die, and the part that had to go through the grief and the anger and the motions—and live." "Takes courage to live." Her

Death is a problem of the living. Dead people have no problems.

Probably most catastrophes end this way without an ending, the dead not even knowing how they died...,those who loved them forever questioning this unnecessary death, and the rest of us tiring of this inconsolable catastrophe and turning to the next one.