Grief moves us like love. Grief is love, I suppose. Love as a backwards glance. — Helen Humphreys Copy Share Image
Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath. — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
I have heard people say that they drink to forget their sorrows but the more I drink the more sorrows I collect — Shelagh Delaney Copy Share Image
My compositions spring from my sorrows. Those that give the world the greatest delight were born of my deepest griefs. — Franz Schubert Copy Share Image
What was so terrible about grief was not grief itself, but that one got over it. — P. D. James Copy Share Image
“I felt as though the vessel if my suffering had become empty, as if nothing could interest me now. I had lost… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“Unacquainted with grief, I knew not how to appraise my bereavement; I could not rightly estimate the strength of the stroke.” — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
Sadness, irritability, fatigue, and distractedness are among the most common side effects of grief while parenting. — Rachel Simmons Copy Share Image
You are reduced / To the after-sorrow / That will last my lifetime. The hair-tearing / Grief of the mother / Whose… — Mary Jo Bang Copy Share Image
“There is a phantom that flies with the banshees. It strangles the throat, pierces the heart and consumes the body with pain… — Susan Denning Copy Share Image
When we assume that 'normal' people need 'time to heal,' or discourage individuals from making any decisions until a year or more… — Stephanie Coontz Copy Share Image
“The door slams in response, and I laugh. I'm glad she can laugh. It means she really is coping. I know she’s… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“O Lord, Sula,” she cried, “girl, girl, girlgirlgirl.” It was a fine cry—loud and long—but it had no bottom and it had… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“I have cried over myself a hundred times this summer, she thought, I have wept over my big feet and my skinny… — Betsy Byars Copy Share Image
“There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize. There is a failure… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the… — Abraham Lincoln Copy Share Image
Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face -… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
The source of each accordant strain Lies deeper than the Poet's brain. First from the people's heart must spring The passions which… — Bayard Taylor Copy Share Image
While I am aware of no counsel on whether kissing should be reserved only for post-mission dating or courtship, I am aware… — John Bytheway Copy Share Image
“I mourned, hands clenched, before that mound. For the piercing cold of grief had caught Me in the doleful dread and bound… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The strong manly ones in life are those who understand the meaning of the word patience. Patience means restraining one's inclinations. There… — Tokugawa Iehiro Copy Share Image
“Let's face it. We're undone by each other. And if we're not, we're missing something. If this seems so clearly the case… — Judith Butler Copy Share Image
“In twenty years you could say and do a lot you wish you hadn't. In twenty years you could store up a… — Joseph Hansen Copy Share Image
To love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it. when grief weights you like your own flesh… — Ellen Bass Copy Share Image
“Looking back upon the year's accumulated heap of troubles, Margaret wondered how they had been borne. If she could have anticipated them,… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
Unhappiness is selfish, grief is selfish. For whom are the tears? — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“He was both everything I could ever want… And nothing I could ever have…” — Ranata Suzuki Copy Share Image
The very word "sorrow" colours the fact of sorrow, the pain of it. — Jiddu Krishnamurti Copy Share Image
“They say “Follow your heart”…. …. But I can’t follow you where you’re going…” — Ranata Suzuki Copy Share Image
