“The mourning process can feel like going through a carwash without a car.” — Jodi Livon Copy Share Image
Even with my father and brother dying, I didn't quite process the grief. — Marc Forster Copy Share Image
There is no sorrow like a love denied. Nor any joy like love that has its will. — Richard Hovey Copy Share Image
...he who remains passive when over-whelmed with grief loses his best chance of recovering his elasticity of mind. — Charles Darwin Copy Share Image
The grief and tears didn't wash me away. They gave me my life back! They cleansed me, baptized me, hydrated the earth… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“Everything has its price: sorrow for happiness; birth for love; death for birth.” — Mikhail Shishkin Copy Share Image
New Orleans taught me that mourning takes many different forms. Where I'm from, mourning is spirited. It is loud. — Clint Smith Copy Share Image
“When you hold a grudge, you want someone else’s sorrow to reflect your level of hurt but the two rarely meet.” — Steve Maraboli Copy Share Image
“Love is a powerful force. There is nothing in this world, no other energy, as powerful as the force of genuine, unconditional… — Susan Barbara Apollon Copy Share Image
Never ask the Gods for life set free from grief, but ask for courage that endureth long. — Menander Copy Share Image
We honor founders of these starving cities, Whose honor is the image of our sorrow. — W. H. Auden Copy Share Image
I have seen that grief can be very different for different people. While the range of emotions experienced is similar, the way… — Meghan O'Rourke Copy Share Image
“It was a look that suggested emotions happening just past your line of sight: a grief so deep you'd never be able… — Leslie Jamison Copy Share Image
“For himself, he grew desperate; his sorrow was of the king that will not lament, he neither wept nor prayed - he… — Emily Brontë Copy Share Image
“Ah, when one has not the gift of rendering one's grief superbly and transforming it into literary or musical passages which weep… — Joris-Karl Huysmans Copy Share Image
Oh! grief is fantastic; it weaves a web on which to trace the history of its woe from every form and change… — Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Copy Share Image
There have been hours in my unhappy life, many of them, when the contemplation of death as the end of earthly sorrow… — Solomon Northup Copy Share Image
“No one understands another’s grief, no one understands another’s joy. . . . My music is the product of my talent and… — Franz Schubert Copy Share Image
How do you recover from an extraordinary loss? Take stock of the loved ones around you. Hug them, love them, and cherish… — Joseph Simmons Copy Share Image
It is difficult to put into words what I suffered-the longing that seemed to be tearing my heart out by the roots,… — Hector Berlioz Copy Share Image
There are those, however, that are not frightened of grief: dropping deep into the sorrow, they find therein a necessary elixir to… — David Abram Copy Share Image
How can we love days that are filled with sorrow? We can't-at least not in the moment. I don't think my mother… — Joseph B. Wirthlin Copy Share Image
“And yet I would not be a child again. For surely as the night succeeds the day, So surely will their mirth… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
The most painful tears aren't the ones that form on your eyes and roll down your face,washing away your sorrows, bit by… — Michael Hayssus Copy Share Image
In that inevitable, excruciatingly human moment, we are offered a powerful choice. This choice is perhaps one of the most vitally important… — Wayne Muller Copy Share Image
“I didn't emerge from the cocoon of my past to become an uninhibited, emotionally healthy butterfly. Nothing is ever that easy. Sometimes… — Megan Hart Copy Share Image
The truly happiest, sweetest, tenderest homes are not those where there has been no sorrow, but those which have been overshadowed with… — J.R. Miller Copy Share Image
I will indulge my sorrows, and give way to all the pangs and fury of despair. — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
Loss is the great unifier, the terrible club to which we all eventually belong. — Rosanne Cash Copy Share Image
