Quotes About Bereavement

Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement.

I hate death; it takes people away from you. You're left feeling rudderless.

After my father's death, nothing could touch me any more.

The death of a child occasions a passion of grief and frantic tears, such as your end, brother reader, will never inspire.

A thousand goodbyes come after death - the first six months of bereavement.

No one can truly know the answer to the question, What will you do when you lose the person you love?

He stood for a moment, bereavement a sudden, small tear in his soul.

But her father was gone, replaced by a violent stranger; a man who had her face, but could not understand her heart, a man who had taken both family and home from her, and not satisfied with that, had taken love and safety too, leaving her bereft in this strange, harsh land

Psychologically, it's difficult to ever shrug off the effects of extreme hardship or poverty, family bereavement, chronic ill health or the memory of violent conflict.

This bereavement exclusion no longer exists, partly because of the timeline: Are people really supposed to be done grieving after two months? Can't grief last six months or a year or, in some form or another, an entire lifetime?

Wenn jemand starb, dem du dein Herz geschenkt hattest, nahm er es dann mit?

The thing about death, Lacy knew, was that it robbed you of your vocabulary for comfort.

Thou hast death in thy house, and dost bewaile anothers.

Not how he died, not what he died of, even less why he died, are of concern, to me, only the fact that he did die, he is dead, is important: the loss to me, to us

The bereaved need more than just the space to grieve the loss. They also need the space to grieve the transition.

She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead.

Only the survivors of a death are truly left alone.

The line between life and death is narrow and dark, and a bereaved twin lives closer to it than most.

Why shouldn't his death bring you into some total scandal of garment-rending grief? Why should you accommodate his death? Or surrender to it in thin-lipped tasteful bereavement? Why give him up if you can walk along the hall and find a way to place him within reach? Sink lower, she thought. Let it bring you down. Go where it takes you.

You think that their dying is the worst thing that could happen. Then they stay dead.

There was a time when I believed there was loss that could not be defined, that language had not caught up to death's enormity.

I had one relative who passed away but fortunately none others. So my sort of experience of it is quite limited, thankfully.

Perhaps it is the greatest grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.

perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.