Quotes About Grief

But oh the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone and never must return!

Grief ate at these doctors, distracting them from both their families and their patients. Many reported withdrawing from emotional involvement with their patients and that their patients had noticed they weren't fully present.

It was the cruelest of destiny's tricks, the death of a young person.

The world goes on. People are born, and die, and others are born after them. It is only our own sadness that is so painful.

Navigating the shoals of grief had become familiar to her. She knew from losing Arthur that losing someone was a process, you didn't let go all at once, you let go inch by inch, or millimeter by millimeter. It had taken her a year after Arthur to feel human again.

grief over her father for

They lost the hope of a better relationship with him when he died. They don't want to remember the truth right now." Excerpt From: Steel, Danielle. "Country." Delacorte Press, 2015-06-16. iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.

heard the shattering news about Paloma, he spent another

I'll be seeing you later, Millie," and Mildred had nodded and not needed to blink back tears because those tears were so deep inside of her that it would take years for the grief to make its way to her eyes.

No, thats not how it happened... Mr crepsley dropped. He was impaled on the stakes. He died. And it was awful... His cries as he writhed there, bleeding and dying, burning and screaming, will stay with me till I die. Maybe I'll even carry them with me after I go.

Mr. Crepsley was every bit as composed as he'd sworn he would be. He didn't even shed a tear when the funeral litter was set alight. It was only later, when he was alone in his cell, that he wept loudly, and his cries echoed through the corridors and the tunnels of Vampire Mountain, far in the cold, lonely dawn.

Mr. Crepsley was every bit as composed as he'd sworn he would be. He didn't even shed a tear when the funeral litter was set alight. It was only later, when he was alone in his cell, that he wept loudly, and his cries echoed through the corridors and tunnels of Vampire Mountain, far into the cold, lonely dawn.

Laugh and the world laughs with you (unless you're at a funeral), cry and you cry alone.

I lost someone very close to me and afterward I believed I could have saved him had I been a better friend to him. But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them.

The death of a young person for no reason is an apocalypse.

Grief doesn't arrive on schedule, as much as we'd like to.

At this point there were good days, good weeks, when we pretended that it was acceptable that Jack had lived at all, that his life had been, in its truncated way, complete. This wasn't one of those days.

It was a broken world, I knew then, that would allow a boy such as me to bury a boy such as William K.

It's not so much that time heals all wounds, as it is the passage of the years that lets us make peace with our grief in our own way.

He knew exactly what it was like to lose a child. And that fact wouldn't matter in the least in this circumstance. There could be no commiseration among such people despite the seeming commonality of loss, because it was actually each parent's totally unique hell.

There are times in everyone's life when loss strikes. When one's heart breaks. And there are times when you truly feel as though you have no heart left, so shattered is it.

He said quietly, "My life is over, Katie. But whoever did this to Anna is going to die. And soon.

Time did not heal wounds for him. Not for someone who could never forget. Their murders were as fresh now as when they occurred. Not just the visuals, but also the emotional hatchet attached to the mental images. They would be until the day he died.

We've all lost somebody close, Tyler. It's how we deal with it that counts, because if you mess that up nothing else really matters.