Quotes About Mourning

Friends, I owe more tears to this dead man than you shall see me pay —I shall find time, Cassius, I shall find time.

One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead.

The danger is especially apparent if the young person is affected by what has been termed "incomplete mourning"—has, in effect, been unable to achieve the catharsis of grief, and so carries within himself through later years an insufferable burden of which rage and guilt, and not only dammed-up sorrow, are a part, and become the potential seeds of self-destruction. In

Have you ever had a difference with a dear friend? How his letters, written in the period of love and confidence, sicken and rebuke you! What a dreary mourning it is to dwell upon those vehement protests of dead affection! What lying epitaphs they make over the corpse of love! What dark, cruel comments upon Life and Vanities! Most of us have got or written drawers full of them. They are closet-skeletons which we keep and shun

Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not. - Xenophon

Who do you call when your husband dies and you're twenty-four years old, alone in Afghanistan? Who do you call when the only voice you want to hear no longer exists?

Have you been to a wake before?' Mrs. Kinsella asks. - 'I don't think so.' - 'Well, I might as well tell you: there will be a dead man in a coffin and lots of people and some of them might have a little too much taken.' - 'What will they be taking?' - 'Drink,' she says

La muerte pide resignación, la ausencia no.

La extrañaba incluso más que a Ana, tal vez porque echar de menos a alguien vivo tiene más sentido que hacerlo con un muerto. La muerte pide resignación, la ausencia no.

I)n memory, remorse wraps the self.

This is the question that nags me. National mourning, as advocated by Black Lives Matter, is a mode of intervention and interruption that might itself be assimilated into the category of public annoyance. This is altogether possible; but also possible is the recognition that it's a lack of feeling for another that is our problem. Grief, then, for these deceased others might align some of us, for the first time, with the living.

Sevdi?i adamla evlenmeyi Zaza'ya yasaklad?lar. Genç k?z kederinden sarar?p soldu, t?pk? amans?z bir hastal??a yakalanm?? gibi öldü bu dert yüzünden. Menenjit dendi. Yirmi ya??nda a?ktan ölünebilece?ini saklaman?n bir yolu bu muydu yoksa?

Night changed the streets. It dressed them in the mourning clothes named darkness, and applied the makeup called mystery.

When he wakes he has to learn the lack of her all over again

I am in mourning for myself. With these papers, my usefulness gone. I could not do it again: the years of sleepless toil, the brute moral deformation. . .

Oh, Caddy," said Saffron miserably. "I know. It's awful. But I'm going. We all should." "It will be so sad." "You have to be sad sometimes," said Caddy. "Whatever Dad says. He may be right. Granddad probably had totally lost his marbles, but I am still sad and I'm still going to the funeral. I shall be as unhappy as I like and I shall where black.

Nor did the word closure that a few of the mourners said they hoped to achieve. Edward believed that they thought of it as a door closing softly on their grief, but he was afraid it might shut out more than they'd bargained for, memories of love and pleasure as well as of loss.

I got bored," he says. "Besides, you know what's creepier than walking around your dead brothers' apartment? Sitting alone in a hearse in front of his apartment.

I'm sorry,' she said to each of the dead as she unzipped and unfastened their things, 'I'm sorry Courtney. I'm sorry Marcus. I'm sorry Rachel. I'm sorry Jon. I'm sorry I'm alive and you're dead. I'm sorry I was asleep. I'm sorry I didn't save you and now I'm taking your things. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

He gives me one of his most awful smiles. 'I suppose she'll have to be searched.' ... 'My husband was murdered,' I say. 'And whether or not you believe me, I do mourn him. I will not make a spectacle of myself for the Court's amusement when his body is barely cold.' Unfortunately, the High King's smile only grows. 'As you wish. Then I suppose I will have to examine you along in my chambers.

loved him and he's dead and gone and bones. I loved him and they took him away from me. Where is he? Where is he? Dead and gone and

Kaye wondered if everyone felt like there was a monster underneath their skin. It was obvious that the relief wasn't the largest part of what he felt. It was obvious that he was in pain, that he'd been crying. And yet it was what he was dwelling on, an imperfect mourning.

By the ships there lies a dead man, unwept, unburied: Patroclus.

Remembering this, he [Achilles] wept bitterly, lying now on his side, now on his back, now on his face.