Quotes About Mourning

Mourning is essential to uncoupling, as it is to any significant leavetaking. Uncoupling is a transition into a different lifestyle, a change of life course which, whether we recognize and admit it in the early phases or not, is going to be made without the other person. We commit ourselves to relationships expecting them to last, however. In leaving behind a significant person who shares a portion of our life, we experience a loss.

For a lover who dies, no matter how forgotten, will take somewhat of you to the grave.

The majority of my symphonies are tombstones. Too many of our people died and were buried in places unknown to anyone, not even their relatives. It happened to many of my friends. Where do you put the tombstones for Meyerhold or Tukhachevsky? Only music can do that for them. Looking back, I see nothing but ruins, only mountains of corpses... I'm not exaggerating, I mean mountains... I'm sad, I'm grieving all the time.

I felt a subtle sense of disappointment as I left the morgue.

Nothing in the world is more sinister than a child's coffin.

What other half-buried things did I know about my own grief and wife that, if asked about directly, I could surrender? That for several years I kept Clare's mobile phone active because I didn't want anyone else to take her phone number. That during the time before I released the number, I sent her texts from work, only to come home and read them on the phone that was always charging by her side of the bed.

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.

It was all devastating. I'd never dealt with losing anyone close to me, and I didn't know where to put it in my life. I was very young then. Buddy taught me so much in such a short time.

A father's death is the most important event, the more heartbreaking and poignant loss in a man's life.

Suddenly I'm having one of those moments that you have after losing someone—when you feel as if you've been kicked in the stomach and all your breath is gone, and you might never get it back.

I lost my friend to suicide a year before I lost my father to cancer.

Here are these people who called him "freak" and never paid attention to him, except to make fun of him or spread rumors about him, and now they are carrying on like professional mourners, the ones you can hire in Taiwan or the Middle East to sing, cry, and crawl on the ground. His family is just as bad. After the preacher is finished, everyone moves toward them to shake their hands and offer condolences. The family accepts them as if they've earned them.

and a person is dead.

When a person you love dies, it doesn't feel real. It's like it's happening to someone else. It's someone else's life. I've never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really truly gone?

When a person you love dies, it doesn't feel real. It's like it's happening to someone else. It's someone else's life. I've never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really and truly gone?

Stormy died in her sleep last night. The funeral is in Rhode Island on Wednesday. I just thought you'd want to know.

When a person you love dies, it doesn't feel real. It's like it's happening to someone else. It's someone else's life.

When a person you love dies, it doesn't feel real. It's like it's happening to someone else. It's someone else's life. I've never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really and truly gone? Sometimes I closed my eyes and in my head, I said over and over again, It isn't true, it isn't true, this isn't real. This wasn't my life. But it was my life; it was my life now. After.

I don't think a girl ever gets over losing her mom. I'm an adult and it's completely normal and expected for my mom to be dead, but I still feel orphaned sometimes.

You could become friends again, after some time has passed.' But it wouldn't be the same, I know that. You'd always be mourning what once was. It would always be a little bit less.

Maybe Anna needed to accept that mourning could be a slow process and that clock of grief ran at its own pace.

The pieces of glass from a wedding were meant to be saved. If the husband died first, the wife prepared his body for burial by weighting his eyelids with the shards. If the wife died first, it was the husband's job to do this. I wish

When a man or woman loves to brood over a sorrow and takes care to keep it green in their memory, you may be sure it is no longer a pain to them.

Pinker quotes Chomsky's remark that 'ignorance can be divided into problems and mysteries' and continues: 'I wrote this book because dozens of mysteries of the mind, from mental images to romantic love, have recently been upgraded to problems (though there are still some mysteries too!)' Well, cheerfulness sells books, but Ecclesiastes got it right: 'the heart of the wise is in the house of mourning.