Quotes About Grief

Complex people waste half their strength in trying to conceal what they do. Is it any wonder they should always come to grief?

I was obliged to call on dear Lady Harbury.  I hadn't been there since her poor husband's death.  I never saw a woman so altered; she looks quite twenty years younger. 

I hope for a light grief in old age. I was born in Rome and it has returned to me. My autumn was a kind of she-wolf, And August - the month of Caesars - smiled at me.

He loved a lifeless thing and he was utterly and hopelessly wretched.

Christ on a cracker. You raped Achilles!

That was one of the strange things about grief. How it turned some into weights and reduced others to the molted skin of the person they'd been.

There were worse things than dying, and those worse things happened to the people you left behind.

How will it ever be bearable, Priestess?" His voice was rough. He sounded completely broken. "You'll see her again. She's with Nyx now. She'll either wait for you in the Goddess's meadow, or she'll be reborn and her soul will find you again during this lifetime. You can bear it because you know that spirit never really ends-we never really end.

Damien has died and gone straight to gay boy heaven,' Shaunee said...

But you don't belong here! You're dead! I sobbed against his chest. Zo, babe, this is the Otherworld. It's not me who doesn't belong here-it's you.

Mrs Pringle's aspect was that of one who had had bad news round about the year 1900 and never really got over it.

If suddenly you do not exist, If suddenly you are not living, I shall go on living. I do not dare, I do not dare to write it, if you die. I shall go on living.

In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.

There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle.

If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my breast, it will rain in my soul night and day, the snow will burn my heart, I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow, my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall live

Cannot a kiss of spring also kill you? Do you believe that ahead of you grief carries the flag of your destiny?

He was my friend in everyday life and now I have lost his affection, which was part of my daily bread. No one will be able to give me what he has taken with him, because his active brotherly spirit was one of my life's treasured luxuries.

Put aside your mantles of mourning, join all your tears until you make them metal: for

There are no good-byes for my dog who has died, and we don't now and never did lie to each other. So now he's gone and I buried him, and that's all there is to it.

Somewhere in the process I started writing toward an answer to the question I wake up with every morning and go to bed with every night. How do I find hope on a dying planet, and if there is no hope to be found, how do I live in its absence? In what state of being? Respect? Tenderness? Unmitigated love? The rich and sometimes deeply clarifying dreamscape of vast inconsolable grief?

To love anything is to accept its loss —UNKNOWN

The rent left in the family fabric by Mother's death was irreparable.

Dotado de una mentalidad eminentemente lógica y matemática, su conducta se basaba principalmente en el razonamiento. Mi madre, por su parte, era una reina de corazones y nos educó exclusivamente por medio del amor. Después de su fallecimiento, la ternura interior de mi padre comenzó a exteriorizarse más y entonces noté a menudo que su mirada parecía transformarse en la mirada de mi madre.

Do not grieve for me, as I shall have been ushered by my great guru into the arms of the Infinite. Farewell, my child; the Cosmic Mother will protect you.