Grief Quotes

I’d never dreamed anybody could love me the way he did. And even when he proved it to me time and again – I still could hardly believe it was true.

It’s funny how we say a person ‘made’ us when they actually broke us.Sort of like how I say ‘funny’... but I actually mean sad.

How I wish I could undo it all … take it all back…All those years I spent unhappy with him …. when I should have been looking for you.

In a way, it was the same as any normal break up. You took what was yours …. and I kept what I’d had from before we were together…You took my heart …. and I had nothing…

They say “Follow your heart”….…. But I can’t follow you where you’re going…

It is the deepest of wrongs I am driven to write…. And losing you was one of them.

Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.

I don’t think you ever really understood….…. All the love I had in the world went to you.

How many times did we pass each other before we met? If only I’d known…. I would have searched for you endlessly.If only I’d found you before it was already too late.

When I was with him suddenly I wasn’t this broken person anymore.I was just me.I was whole again.I was just a person – like everyone else.

I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.

Our parting was like a stalemate….Neither of us won. Yet both of us lost.And worse still … that unshakable feeling that nothing was ever really finished.

Though I never really had you….… to me you will always be the one that got away.

You’re everything to me. But at best, I’m just a memory to you.

A kiss….….. is just a kiss….Until it’s all you reminisce.(Then the memory becomes your most treasured possession.)

It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life…But what hurts more is knowing you’ll revise that chapter someday….….. and you’ll erase me completely.

I try to do something positive – I socialise more…But deep down I know the truth.An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost.

I still think of you every day.But I’m trying not to let it hurt me with the same intensity that it used to.

How do you love someone and just… walk away? Just like that. You just, go on as normal…. You get up, get dressed, go to work… How can you do that? How can you be okay with that?

Journey becomes difficult when we know the destination but not aware of the right path, may be the supreme power testing your moral and physical stamina.

The opposite of grief is not laughter or happiness or joy. It is love. It is love. It is love.

It's still ok to dream with a broken heart.

You are no longer responsible. You are no longer allowed to give a shit. Nobody can need you ever again. Go.

In my gut-wrenching honesty and by acknowledging our big, big God, I found peace.

Dancing in the rain is better than despairing in the storm.

We have a choice. We can be jaded by what we’ve lost, or joyous over what that thing had accomplished while we had it.

Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.

I wanted to feel less.To not be burdened by emotion, To not feel sadness, To not know loss.I envied the inanimate, The trees that stand proudly in winter, Not missing their leaves.

To let something go is to participate in a much greater dance that we call life.

I never even heard her voice."And after a while:"It is a strange grief."Softly:"To die of nostalgia for something you never lived.

Your greatest highs come from overcoming your greatest lows.

Don't grieve over the past, It's all gone!Don't worry about the future, It may never come! Live in the present, And enjoy every moment.

Starting over is an acceptance of a past we can’t change, an unrelenting conviction that the future can be different, and the stubborn wisdom to use the past to make the future what the past was not.

Despite countless prayers for Joseph to be safe, God said no. His plan remains a mystery. I have had to accept that mystery and trust Him in the dark.

The heart smiles when the soul shines.

Today’s ashes are tomorrow’s soil.

Everyone else’s Minute of remembering is over, but ours stretches on and on. It doesn’tend.

This is another awful truth of losing people you love: everyone needs something different. And the needs almost never match up.

Did you ever know, dear, how much you took away with you when you left? You have stripped me even of my past, even of the things we never shared.

Maybe the thing that we’re losing is the very thing that has caused us to lose everything else in the first place.

Loss eventually arrives when something departs. Grief is working through both.

The greatest loss lies in our inability to accept loss.

Can anyone actually find a replacement for a lost loved one?Isn't there a difference between things and human beings?

…struck. Once. And into that blow he put his childhood, his grief, his loss. He put his mother’s sorrow and his sister’s longing. The menorah, weighed down with that, crushed the Hermit’s skull.

And here's something else I learned: you lose some people that way - fast and blinding. But some people inch away from you slowly, in barely discernible steps.

Whatever might be taken from me need not leave me with a deficit in its wake.

... he wasn't crying for the woman who had died. He was crying for the woman she had been.

...we are all sorry when loss comes for us. The test of our character comes not in how many tears we shed but in how we act after those tears have dried.

Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable haemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed.

The closet bond that we share with our brethren is that of grief. Every community knows sorrow.