Grief Quotes

Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief.

Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief.

Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.

Forgetfulness of grief I yet may gain;In some wise may come ending to my pain;It may be yet the Gods will have me glad!Yet, Love, I would that thee and pain I had!

The greatest griefs are silent.

Grief manifests differently in different people. We all get through things in our own time.

I love when people are resilient and when they form ways of dealing with grief or dealing with some traumatic episode, and sometimes those are the wrong choices.

I'm felt I was writing about love and desire and community and belonging and grief and a whole host of other issues. But race is never far from the surface.

There is far too much talk of love and grief benumbing the faculties, turning the hair gray, and destroying a man's interest in his work. Grief has made many a man look younger.

There is no shortcut to grieving.

I want to love and be loved.... I don't want a world without love or grief or beauty. I'd rather die.

Grief, a type of sadness that most often occurs when you have lost someone you love, is a sneaky thing, because it can disappear for a long time, and then pop back up when you least expect it.

O madam, my old heart is cracked, it's cracked!

Hatred is the fury of those who do not share our goals, and its object is death and destruction. Anger is a grief of distortions between peers, and its object is change.

Somedays, if bitterness were a whetstone, I could be sharp as grief.

Merely to live without a pain Is little gladness, little gain, Ah, welcome joy tho' mixt with grief-- The thorn-set flower that crowns the leaf.

I don't think anybody deals well with tragedy or grief, but maybe my characters are particularly bad at it. Which is why I love them.

Too many people I've loved dearly have left this earth. And some I've lost are still here breathing the same air. That grief can be comparable if not worse in its consumption.

Whoever mourns the dead mourns himself.

There is no end to grief. Nor no end to poetry.

It's OK to offend people with the Gospel, but, good grief- let's don't offend them with something else.

Grief's darkness fades in the sunlight of thanksgiving.

Grief is like manure, if you spread it out it fertilizes, if you leave it in a big pile it smells like crap.

Only to have a grief equal to all these tears!

He smiled despite the grief he felt at the deaths of his men; he smiled because that was what he did. That was how he proved to the Lord Ruler-and to himself-that he wasn't beaten.

When grief recedes, grief is like a cloud.

What if all possible pain was only the grief of truth?

Aand in the end, Having my freedom, boast of nothing else But that I was a journeyman to grief?

Vulnerability is not about fear and grief and disappointment; it is the birthplace of everything we're hungry for.

The thing about grief is that it's a roller coaster - it's up, it's down. The emotions sometimes take over.

If the world offered nothing, nowhere to support or make bearable whatever her private grief was, then it is that world, and not she, that is at fault.

Christ's peace can permeate any heart - hearts that are troubled, burdened with grief, confused, and pleading for help.

Englishmen rarely cry, except under the pressure of the acutest grief; whereas in some parts of the Continent the men shed tears much more readily and freely.

When you're at a funeral and you're crying, you're crying for yourself

Forgive my grief for one removed Thy creature whom I found so fair I trust he lives in Thee and there I find him worthier to be loved.

Don't confuse your grief with guilt.

In the days that follow, it's movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay.

I'll picture Rat Kiley face, his grief, and I'll think, You dumb cooze. Because she wasn't listening. It wasn't a war story. It was a love story.

You have but mistook me all the while... I live by bread like you, taste grief, feel want, need friends. Conditioned thus how can you call me king?

Only mundanes say they're sorry when what they mean is "I share your grief,"' Jace observed.

We need grief as a precursor to emotional refreshment, and so consume it vicariously in somewhat titrated but powerful enough form through engagement with the arts.

Readers will always insist on adventures, and though you can have grief without adventures, you cannot have adventures without grief.

I wake up in that state of grief when you can tell you've been mourning even in your sleep.

Misery colored by the greens and blues in my mother's voice took away all the grief out of the words and left me with a conviction that pain was not only endurable, it was sweet.

for my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. (Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1)

Do you know, Masha, how revelation comes? Like death. So sudden, though you knew all along it must occur. A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Only the Holy Spirit can comfort a person in the depths of grief.

People talk about the pain of grief, but I don't know what they mean. To me, grief is a devastating numbness, every sensation dulled.

Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, To make my end too sudden.

Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow, And pluck nights from me, but not lend a morrow; Thou canst help time to furrow me with age, But stop no wrinkle in his pilgrimage.