Quotes About Grief

Some people will die for love, others will die because they lost it.

If TEARS could build a stairway and MEMORIES a lane, I would walk right up to HEAVEN and bring you home again.

And so, they wait. Mothers, wives and daughters wait to place flowers at those graves -- and to start life over again.

Listening to all my friends talk about they Grandma but me being left out because mines is gone...

You know what must suck , being pregnant for the whole nine months then something going wrong during labor and the baby passing away.

Its not being scared of me dying but I'm scared someone really close to me will just not be there anymore.

Sometimes, self deprecating emo boys...are pretty crying...in a hearse...and your arms are their only relief.

When the death a family member plagues your family just remember that they are probably in a better place and would be happier for you to realize this.

I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days.

One I love is taken from me, we will never walk together over the fields of earth, never hear the birds in the morning. Oh, how I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone away. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all my days.

I was sure I could bring him back to health. He died…a

One last Rule of Life: When your heart is cracked open with grief and sorrow, look for that soft light somewhere you don't expect to find it. Trust it. Love makes heroes of us all.

The dead move on, but the living, we just stay here.

The father of one of the dead children cried, My God, why are You doing this to us? And it struck us all then, the answer to humanity's eternal question of Why? It was, and is, simply this: Why not?

Then what in your opinion is a good story?' 'What it's always been, monkey,' Ganesha said. 'One dhansu conflict. Some chaka-chak song and dance. Grief. Love. Love for the lover, love for the mother. Love for the land. Comedy. Terror. One tremendous villain whom we must love also. All the elements properly balanced and mixed together, item after item, like a perfect meal with a dance of tastes. There you have it.

Music, such music, is a sufficient gift. Why ask for happiness; why hope not to grieve? It is enough, it is to be blessed enough, to live from day to day and to hear such music-not too much, or the soul could not sustain it-from time to time.

The death of a parent is expected, the death of a child is unexpected, and I expect everyone will die.

I had just lost my dad and I remembered all the songs we used to go and hear at concerts, and the records around the house and sometimes we'd play together.

Both she and I have grief enough and trouble enough, but as for regrets – neither of us have any.

The trick was learning to live without the grief and without the guilt. The trick was to create a life worth living, a life no longer conscious of death.

I screamed without making a sound. I sobbed without shedding a tear. I died, though my heart beat on.

Les morts font de ceux qui restent des fabricateurs de récits.

Don't cry when the sun is gone, because your tears won't let you see the stars.

Unspeakable, O Queen, is the sorrow you bid me renew.