Miles exhaled carefully, faint with rage and reminded grief. He does not know, he told himself. He cannot know... "Ivan, one of… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
If sorrow and beauty are all tied up together, then perhaps maturity brings with it not what Nabhan calls abstraction, but an… — Rebecca Solnit Copy Share Image
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To grieve for evils is often wrong; but it is much more wrong to grieve without them. All sorrow that lasts longer… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
“Every human grief you will ever experience has been experienced by humans living and humans yet to come. There is no readiness… — Claire North Copy Share Image
I think it's okay to talk about grief and sorrow. Especially for women, when you lose a child or have a miscarriage,… — Margo Price Copy Share Image
“He gasped in despair while he wrote to her knowing everything is going to end. He: Why did you ruin my image… — Anonymus Autor Copy Share Image
The way I pictured it, all this grief would be like a winter night when you're standing outside. You'll warm up once… — Rob Sheffield Copy Share Image
“Will my eyes adjust to this darkness? Will I find you in the dark – not in the streaks of light which… — Nicholas Wolterstorff Copy Share Image
[Polo Is My Life] is what's called a sex book - you know, sex, drugs and rock and roll. It's about the… — Hunter S. Thompson Copy Share Image
In the many trials of life, when we feel abandoned and when sorrow, sin, disappointment, failure, and weakness make us less than… — James E. Faust Copy Share Image
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Find moments in your life in which you had communication with people. You will see that most of our tensions, disappointments ,… — Torkom Saraydarian Copy Share Image
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Who has the skill to make a narrow, obstinate human being aware of others' far-off grief and joy, to make him understand… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
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When we come into the present, we begin to feel the life around us again, but we also encounter whatever we have… — Jack Kornfield Copy Share Image
“and I felt happy inside these songs (...) where sorrow is not lightness, laughter is not grimace, love is not laughable, and… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
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Count not thyself to have found true peace, if thou hast felt no grief; nor that then all is well if thou… — Thomas a Kempis Copy Share Image
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Love is frightened at the intervals of insensibility and callousness that encroach by little and little on the domain of grief, and… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
I had a vivid imagination. Not only could I put myself in the other person's place, but I could not avoid doing… — Clarence Darrow Copy Share Image
When you awaken in morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circle flight, I am soft stars… — Mary Elizabeth Frye Copy Share Image
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“My experience is that God will meet us anywhere. Grieving badly and under the covers? He's there. Sitting at the cemetery, wishing… — Shelley Ramsey Copy Share Image
But it was not the room’s disorder which was frightening; it was the fact that when one began searching for the key… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It seems so strange that the things I was chasing Have all evaporated like a distant dream Petty ambition, petty obstruction Something… — Steve Kilbey Copy Share Image
The pinpoint flame of anger and grief becomes a hot needle, then a hot knife.It melts the frost that binds her lips.It… — Katherine Catmull Copy Share Image
He felt full of a dense and sour substance that was blocking his chest, and it wasn't grief. After all those years,… — Etgar Keret Copy Share Image
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You can't have real pain without real love. You can't feel grief and loss and hurt without real love. Love is the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
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