Quotes About Grief

To know grief, we must be in the river of time, because grief thrives in the present and promises to be with us in the future until the end point. Only time conquers time and its burdens. There is no grief before or after time, which is all the consolation we should need.

Loss is the hardest thing," I said. "But it's also the teacher that's the most difficult to ignore.

A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young. —Edgar Allan Poe, "Lenore

Look at those hands, Oh God, those hands toiled to raise me. —Elvis Presley at his mother's casket

After all I've lost, what's left to lose?

Well," he said, "you can either do the wrong thing and let a loss like that destroy you, or you can do the right thing and be properly grateful for all that came before the loss. Grief should drive you to your knees, but if you stay there forever, you're saying you know better than God how the world should work. And you don't." He

She'd been only four, much too little to understand what was happening, when her mother walked out. She hardly remembered Michelle. Yet the loss was still with her, not really a pain, more like an emptiness, as if something that ought to be inside of her were missing. She worried that more losses would leave other empty spaces in her, until she would be as hollow as a shell from which the egg had been drained through a pinhole.

at that point when friends and loved ones began to pass away ever more frequently. The essential loneliness that was a key thread in the weave of life, which everyone strove not to think about, now became a truth that she could no longer avoid considering.

a sorrowing sky, the days and nights washed by the grief of angels...

She has no family in the outside world. They are all dead.

One eye had been torn from its socket.

Grief becomes sorrow, and sorrow becomes—" "Enduring

the only companion with which he felt comfortable was sorrow.

He had been greeted by a black screen with one word in white block letters: Tragedy.

Grief thrived in a quiet heart, and right now hers thundered with terror and revulsion

memory serves her, that was the month that Tanner Walsh died.

From time to time he heard himself whimpering in grief. Love was the best thing when you had it, and the most terrible thing when it was taken from you.

The day in Pico Mundo when I lost Stormy will forever be the worst day of my life, although since then each place I go seems in one way or another to be darker than the place before it.

Soon, both of the Dawson children would be slaughtered, reduced to nothing more than bloody mounds of dead meat.

When I first learned that Paul had been killed, the grief had been all-consuming, and I didn't think I would be able to go on. Yet life continues to move forward, and so have I, dragging from one day into the next until I found I could breathe normally.

The death of a child forever scars a mother's heart.

Justine refused to risk the pain that real closeness could bring. She'd been with her twin brother when he died, and the love she felt for him had turned into agony. Caught up in her own grief, Olivia had failed to recognize the devastating effect his death had had on her daughter.

I miss him, even now. I know you do. That's the price we pay when we love. It's joy and loss all wrapped up in one package. The thing you need to hold onto is that while the heart may shatter into a thousand pieces, the soul remains intact.

That was the problem, she no longer knew what she wanted. (Shrouded in grief and lost dreams, her joy had vanished, the same way laughter and singing had.)