Grief Quotes
There is no loss, if you cannot remember what you have lost.
It...whatever 'it' is, has swallowed me and I lie here in the pit of its cold dark stomach being eaten alive by its bile and I...I don't even know if I want to be saved.
It was an oddly satisfying idea to feel bereft as I left my mother this time. We only feel bereft when we’re deprived of something meaningful.
The train blows through towndelivering reality, slapping my face and screaming, “You are alone”Rose colored memories drown, taking their last breath.
He prayed as he breathed, forming no words and making no specific requests, only holding his heart, like broken birds in cupped hands,
Solace of Silencesurreal synapsesof a melancholy dronea dream per chanceshe dared not be alone...
Some part of me broke in prayer that morning, and some part of me was reborn as I gave myself fully and completely to prayer and to God in that moment.
The circumstances of our lives are pieces of a larger scheme in the puzzle of life, and in His Perfect Wisdom, the pieces fit.
God didn’t design your life so you would constantly fall down, but he does hope that you will be brought to your knees.
The more one suffered and lived, the more one had known of joy and grief, the deeper the response must be if an artist were great enough to summon it.
He had no idea how to deal with the staggering amount of grief he felt, so he looked to the sun and blinded himself with its light.
There was no sudden, striking, and emotional transition. Like the warming of a room or the coming of daylight. When you first notice them they have already been going on for some time.
They talked on into the early morning, the high, pale cast of light in the windows, and they did not think of leaving.
The portrait of his past was partially erased by God and he is searching for those erased portions.
The causes of familial discord and distance are countless, but the results are often the same: secrecy, blame, sadness, hurt, confusion, and feelings of loss and grief.
When you go through a breakup, it feels likesomeone died. And the truth is that someone has died – the relationship.
Forgiveness is a conscious choice to become more liberated and less constrained by the past. This simple act of changing one’s mindset can be the wellspring of tolerance, mercy, and compassion.
When one person is missing the whole world seems empty.
Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut...
I lost a child, " she said, meeting Lusa's eyes directly. "I thought I wouldn't live through it. But you do. You learn to love the place somebody leaves behind for you.
Though I knew in my mind that others had felt such loss, this loss was mine, and I felt that no one would ever understand it, and to try to explain the lonliness and pain I felt would be futile.
Dogs are always good and full of selfless love. They are undiluted vessels of joy who never, ever deserve anything bad that happens to them.
The house is eerily quiet. All this time I thought silence would be a welcome reprieve, but it's less comforting than I imagined. The house feels so much bigger and colder than it ever has.
My life is now divided into two periods: With June and After June. I can't wrap my mind around the idea of it.
The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close:But the rose's scent is bitternessTo her who loved the rose.
Why do they say ghosts are cold? Mine are warm, a breath dampening your cheek, a voice when you thought you were alone.
If loss makes you doubt your belief in justice, then you never truly believed in justice at all.
The beeches deep in snow, I walk the dark woodsIn sorrow, sorrow.Your hand, where is your
Suffering can precipitate creativity, liberating the creator through inspiration and then many available channels of human communication, and therefore there is value in suffering.
Death and parting are the same.
Healing is not about moving on or “getting over it, ” it’s about learning to make peace with our pain and finding purpose in our lives again.
To lose a sibling is to lose the one different from you. There’s no one now against whom to say: But I am like this. I am this.
Death always feels far away from life, until it isn’t.
Sleep comes, no matter how deep the sadness cuts. It’s like a gift from the universe.
Grief leads you to believe that life will never be ordinary again, and it never really will be for it is made extraordinary as it is touched and transformed by our greatest loves and deepest losses.
Perfect devices: doctors, ghosts and crows. We can do things other characters can't, like eat sorrow, un-birth secrets and have theatrical battles with language and God.
Loss is the uninvited door that extends us an unexpected invitation to unimaginable possibilities.