Grief Quotes
There was little Hiroko Tanaka hadn’t learnt about the shameful resilience of the human heart.
My world is a million shattered pieces put together, glued by my tears, where each piece is nothing but a reflection of YOU.
I didn't want him to think I was giving up - I wasn't. I simply couldn't put myself together just yet.
Courage lightens distress, hope alleviates grief, doubt aggravates affliction, fear worsens anguish, worry magnifies misery, and faith overthrows despair.
If an ant carries an object a hundred times its weight, you can carry burdens many times your size.
ilet myselfknowthat my lifedoesn'thave to be overjust becausetheirs are& i wentahead& paintedthe sunback into my sky.I am allowed to live my life.
A mind that tastes the grief obtains a good chance to travel to the Land of Wisdom!
the mind is a treasuretrove, an almanac, a tomb.
You endure what is supposedly unbearable, and before you know it, you would have done the impossible by bearing the unbearable.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and unspeakable love.
But my world fell apart, and all they could do, the whole universe, was to silently move on.
Maybe when we face a tragedy, someone, somewhere is preventing a bigger tragedy from happening.
Her wounds brought her a great source of power because they lived in the same place as her heart.
Don't let this consume you. Try not to blame me. Don't live in hate. Or grief. Just live.
She felt damned. As though she were marching to her death. She felt like had been sentenced. And yet she felt eerily free.
Let it rain on some days, Let yourself shiver on some cold nights, So when it's Spring you'll know why it was all worth going through.
Change the way you think and you will change the way you feel.
You can’t truly heal from a loss until you allow yourself to really FEEL the loss.
Accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
...there was something in the texture of the weave that felt happy: theecho of a memory so far down in his soul it was all emotion, aburst of colour and warmth, adrift from time and place.
I know the moment you died, Jesus' face was smiling on you, Welcoming you into His glorious city of gold. I know you are enjoying the incredible light and peace of His presence right now
Everything you experience is a blessing and pushes you toward realizing your true self.
There is never a reason good enough to be out of alignment with peace.
This is the real power of joy, to make us certain that, beneath all grief, the most fundamental of realities is joy itself.
In happiness and suffering, in joy and grief, we should regard all creatures as we regard our own self.
He came out of nothingness, took form, was loved, was always bound to return to nothingness.