Grief Quotes
Losing a son, losing a daughter, a brother, a sister, losing a close friend - it can go beyond grief to isolation and feeling despair.
Hell take curtains! Go with some show of inconvenience; sit openly - to the weather as to grief. Or do you think you can shut your grief in?
Sleep, Silence's child, sweet father of soft rest, Prince whose approach peace to all mortals brings Indifferent host to shepherds and kings Sole comforter to minds with grief oppressed.
There are friendships to one who lives in society; thus our present grief arises from having friendships; observing the evils resulting from friendship, let one walk alone like a rhinoceros.
We are contented with our day when we have been able to bear our grief in silence, and act as if we were not suffering.
O, grief hath changed me since you saw me last, And careful hours with Time's deformed hand Have written strange defeatures in my face. But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice?
More lightly do his sorrows press upon a man, when to a friend or fellow traveller he tells his griefs.
We can't choose our lives, but we can decide what to do with the joys or griefs we're given.
Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.
I wonder if it hurts to live, And if they have to try, And whether, could they choose between, They would not rather die.
There are words and accents by which this grief can be assuaged, and the disease in a great measure removed.
Now I know that grief is a whetstone that sharpens all your love, all your happiest memories, into blades that tear you apart from within.
He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.
Not every loss was confirmed by an officer at the door. Nor a telegram with the power to sink a fleet. Loss, often the worst kind, also arrived through the deafening quiet of an absence.
You’ve been wondering lately when the moment is that somebody is truly lost to you.
One of the grubby truths about a loss is that you don't just mourn the dead person, you mourn the person you got to be when the lost one was alive. This loss might even be what affects you the most.
I wish everyone would stop crying, Tom. Uncle Joe would be so angry about it." But she's crying herself now. "He'd be so angry at us, Tom, for crying so much when all he did was laugh.
History dressed up in the glow of love’s kiss turned grief into beauty.
I know already that I can survive it. That's the sorrow of it all. That whatever comes I'll survive it. I mean, even if the worst were to be true, would it really be the worst?
A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In word, or sigh, or tear.
I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it.
Listen to me: die after me, all right? I don't care what else you do, where you go, how you screw up your life, just... survive. Outlive me, please.
I know that it's easier to look at death than it is to look at pain, because while death is irrevocable, and the grief will lessen in time, pain is too often merely relentless and irreversible.
The lives of all people flow through time, and, regardless of how brutal one moment may be, how filled with grief or pain or fear, time flows through all lives equally.
A grieving person's like a person treading in deep water--if they've nothing to hold on to, they lose hope. They slide right under.
I ultimately decided to hold my tongue and settle instead for the comfort of ignorance. Not knowing the truth, I retained hope, and that hope I held like a smooth warm stone against my heart.
Who elected Larry King America's grief counselor? We, the viewing public, did, by driving up his ratings whenever somebody famous passes.
Verily, a man should not cling to those who have passed, for he will likely neglect service to the living.
This world’s anguish is no different from the love we insist on holding back.
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I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.
The belief that a person can and should only feel grief over one sad event at a time is a truly disturbing estimate of our emotional capacity.
I force myself to think of anything but the one thing that I'm actually always thinking about. And that is so exhausting that I sleep more than I ever have.
If it is possible to die of grief then why on earth can't someone be healed by happiness?
I wandered off, walking through streets that seemed emptier than ever, thinking that if I didn't stop, if I kept on walking, I wouldn't notice that the world I thought I knew was no longer there.
My mother's last word to me clanks inside me like an iron bell that someone beats at dinnertime: love, love, love, love, love.
In the end I didn't know who I was crying for, but it was something my body wanted to do, as though trying to digest grief.
If the condition of grief is nearly universal, its transactions are exquisitely personal.
For a second, I feel a sense of overwhelming grief: for how things change, for the fact that we can never go back. I'm not certain of anything anymore. I don't know what will happen--
...grief can derange even the strongest and most disciplined of minds.
A selfish person can still love someone else, can't they? Even when they've hurt them and let them down.
Had any poet adequately described the wretched ugliness of a loved one turned inside out with grief?
...with a grief no less sharp for not being intimate with its object.
