Quotes About Grief

After all the dangerous adventures I'd had, I couldn't die like this. Sadie would be devastated. Then, once she got over her grief, she'd track down my soul in the Egyptian afterlife and tease me mercilessly for how stupid I'd been.

Death is sometimes kinder than Love.

Each person's grief has its own life span; it needs to follow its own path.

But not like this: not with the house just an afterimage, and my mom a spirit, and my dad...recycled. Carter Kane, Chapter 41

Then Thalia Grace became their leader and started recruiting even more young women to their cause, which grated on Nico – as if Bianca's death could be forgotten. As if she could be replaced.

Will had kissed Nico for the first time in a moment of impulsiveness, something Nico didn't know Will had in him. The kiss had been just like this one, short and sweet. Then Will had pulled away, worry on his face, an apology tumbling from his lips. Nico had stopped him. Then kissed him back. In a moment so full of grief and rage and sadness, Will had given him … Light.

LEO WAS DEAD.

My mother was gone. The whole world should be black and cold. Nothing should look beautiful.

Annabeth dies, trying to keep her boyfriend, the Son of Poseidon, from drowning.

I told you I try not to live in the past and nothing could change the fact that my mum was gone. But I'm a liar. The truth was, I'd had one dream ever since I was six: to see my mum again. To actually get to know her, talk to her, go shopping, do anything. Just be with her once so I could have a better memory to hold on to.

My resolve, my anger, even my grief gave me confidence

The dead aren't scary, they're just sad.

Alex allowed herself the space of three heartbeats to grieve. I could count them, because that gross muscle between Pottery Barn's hands was still beating.

Grief is a good thing. It's the way we get through the transitions of life.

of the debacle over Fox Corner when Sylvie died

Part of him died during the war. This was just the rest of him catching up," and she put her finger to the corner of her eye and dabbed at a trace of moisture there—a tear would have been too generous a description.

Ursula found herself dwelling on Hugh's death, his absence more than his death.

Teddy thought of his wife and his sister as two sides of the same shining coin. Nancy was an idealist, Ursula a realist; Nancy an optimist with a lively heart, while Ursula's spirit was freighted with the grief of history. Ursula was forever cast out of Eden and making the best of it while Nancy, cheerful and undaunted, was sure her search for the gate back into the garden would be successful.

Teddy found himself thinking what a decent human being his father had been, the best of all the family really. The grief caught him unawares.

That was the good thing about Julia, her family background was even more fucked up than his. They were a pair of freakishly bereaved people.

Gwendolen was so touched that she wept, but quietly, for her mother would have been monstrously jealous of such emotion. She had claimed grief for her own long ago.

one grief after another—her brothers, Father, the money, not to mention the war itself—had taken its toll on her and she had allowed herself to be worn down on the grindstone of Mother.

When the doctors came they said she had died of heart disease - of the joy that kills.

She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead. But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her absolutely. And she opened and spread her arms out to them in welcome.