Quotes About Grief

My father passed away in 1994 and I cancelled all my plans. After I lost him, I didn't know what to do and sat idle for many days. I got frustrated and angry for even little things.

I made the decision to go on stage after my father died. And he would have wanted me to. But I won't try and plug huge grief up with the false world of show-business ever again.

My favorite poem ever was 'Annabel Lee' by Edgar Allan Poe.

I started writing after the death of my grandfather - memories, poems, etc. It was very personal; for years I did not share my writing with anyone.

Paul Lisicky, in his new memoir, 'The Narrow Door,' describes losing his old friend, the novelist Denise Gess, and his husband, the acclaimed poet and memoirist Mark Doty, within a year of each other: Gess to cancer, at the age of 57, and Doty to another man.

Poets have always celebrated grief as one of the deepest human emotions.

I think any woman who has lost a child and certainly lost more than one child, there's going to be a part of them that they keep closed off forever.

You want a storybook kind of closure with someone when they die, but I think that kind of thing is impossible.

A certain check to the sentimentality and commercialism of Christmas is the cluster of bereavements that often arrives towards the end of the year.

'In Memoriam' has been my companion for all my grownup life.

I didn't know it, but my father had a brain tumour. Everything happened very fast. Within a year, he was gone. Because I was so young, I didn't completely understand the concept of death.

Through the loss of my wife and many confusing times, Jesus was always there by my side.

When I look up and see a star, I know my mom is there. She's with me all the time. It's a powerful connection.

I am never going to be able to rest easy in having established a posthumous connection to my father. I'll always be groping for what I can't have.

The truth is, it was my Nanna and Grandad who helped me get over my mum's death. Surrounding me with infinite, unquestioning love, they were classic kinship carers.

After my husband died, I could not write much - I could not concentrate. I was too exhausted most of the time even to contemplate writing. But I did take notes - not for fiction, but for a journal, or diary, of this terrible time. I did not think that I would ever survive this interlude.

My mum had 14 pregnancies - but only four of us survived. We had a little sister born for a few days and she died. There had to be a funeral.

The flip side of suicide is that it leaves a lingering question in the minds of the people who survived. It's like a cancer that's metastasized. The suicide is the cancer and the metastasis is all these people saying, Why? Why? Why?

I wanted it not to be true. I wanted it not to be her plane. I wanted it - I wanted, if it was her plane, to have somehow survived because she was in the back of the airplane. But we know that doesn't happen, not with those sorts of things.

Life is about surviving loss.

A man's dying is more his survivor's affair than his own.

I decided to quit 'Survivor: All-Stars' in order to be closer to my mother, who ended up passing away from breast cancer seven days after I returned home.

I had been working with a community of survivors who had lost their relatives and were too scared to talk about it.

When I looked into the eyes of the people who knew Laci best, I saw something I didn't want to see: a group of people who desperately loved Laci, and who were beginning to suspect she wasn't coming home.