Quotes About Mourning

Of his entire life, the worst moments had been during the three or four months after Nora had died, when he'd awakened to the heart-constricting knowledge that she wasn't there anymore.

The beard is a male prerogative. It must be the object of scrupu­lous and continuous attention. Indeed five things are defined as 'natural' (mianl fi?ra): circumcision, mourning, shaving of the armpits, cutting of the fingernails and wearing a beard. Another hadith adds shaving of the pubic hair and the trimming of the moustache. On the other hand, men must not have tattoos.

memory of her grief

His mother's soul has been dead for years and her body has now followed.

put on the white dress that you had once said made you look like an angel with its real swan feathers and fools gold. Then I sat for a long time in the night and waited. At dawn, I woke with feathers sticky on my tongue and I remembered you were dead all over again.

Je?li, ?a?uj?c ?mierci dobrego dziedzica, Lud zakupion? ?wiec? stawia mu na grobie, W cieniach wieczno?ci ja?niej b?yszczy si? ta ?wiéca Ni? tysi?c lamp w niech?tnej palonych ?a?obie.

I know you're upset, of course you're upset," said Pu Sto's simulacrum. "You're grieving. Of course you are. I know how much you loved her." "Love her," Alma corrected, holding up one finger. "A little thing like dying doesn't cast that mighty verb into the past tense, you know.

Married women were required to wear a court plume consisting of three white feathers; unmarried women wore two white feathers. The feathers had to be prominent enough for the sovereign to separate wives and spinsters at a glance. Those in deep mourning were allowed to wear black feathers. Women were also expected to wear a full train, not less than ten feet six inches long.11

but from here on I want more crazy mourning, more howl, more keening -from "A Woman Dead in Her Forties

The dead" we say   as if speaking of "the people" who gave up on making history simply to get through Something dense and null   groan without echo   underground and owl-voiced I cry Who are these dead people these lovers who if ever did listen no longer answer : We :

blessing and cursing are born as twins and separated at birth to meet again in mourning

I had lost my son 20 years back, when I was at the peak of my career. I couldn't really get time to even feel that loss. I used to be continuously busy with work and this would make me feel guilty: I didn't even have the time to mourn my son's death.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

Prime?te-acum de ziua tristei s?rb?tori potirul meu cu lacrimi,bra?ul meu de flori, s? fii în moarte,vie-numai trandafiri...

The great god Pan is dead.

Ill is it when good folk die.' 'Why, if they were good you need not mourn for them,' said Skafloc glibly, 'for they are safe from this world's sorrows, come home to Him above. I should think, in truth, that only the sound of your weeping could trouble their bliss.

All things grow with time - except grief.

We simply rob ourselves when we make presents to the dead.

Let no one pay me honor with tears, nor celebrate my funeral rites with weeping.

lost her only son—and Elijah to blame.

All these psalm-singing hypocrites who spend half their lives in church, imploring God Almighty to give them wings like doves to fly to Paradise, and when their friends get their wings, they smother themselves in black crape and refer to the departed as 'poor'—there's no consistency in it and no sense!

The Black Lives Matter movement can be read as an attempt to keep mourning an open dynamic in our culture because black lives exist in a state of precariousness. Mourning then bears both the vulnerability inherent in black lives and the instability regarding a future for those lives.

There were days I could barely struggle into a size 46 or 48, months of larges and XXLs, and endless rounds of leggings with the elastic at the waist stretched to its limit and beyond - topped with the fashion equivalent of a tea cozy. And always black, because I was in mourning for my slimmer self.

When you - when someone dies in your family and you think you're over it, and then you wake up in the morning and it hits you, 'I won't ever see my brother again. I won't ever see my mom again.' And it just kind of hits you like that.