He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Anger was quickly creeping into the areas that mourning hadn’t filled” — Bernadette Marie Copy Share Image
The vastest earthly Day Is shrunken small By one Defaulting Face Behind a Pall. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“This mournful and restless sound was a fit accompaniment to my meditations.” — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“There is no way to bring back what is lost, but maybe telling a tale of beauty is a form of mourning.” — Stephen Kiernan Copy Share Image
I think the demise of a marriage is like a death, and there is a mourning that goes with it. It's devastating. — Shanna Moakler Copy Share Image
If I could build a stairway to heaven. I would, so I could climb it everyday just to see you, tell you… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
To re-live these characters would be wonderful, because I know when the show ends it will be huge mourning process. — Gillian Anderson Copy Share Image
It's hard for the Catholic Church to accept change. When the mass was no longer said in Latin, loyalists went into mourning… — Janine di Giovanni Copy Share Image
Mourning your first love is as important as meeting your first love. It's the whole cycle. — Jane Anderson Copy Share Image
I hate funerals. They aren't for the guy who's dead. They're for the guys who are left alive and enjoy mourning. — Humphrey Bogart Copy Share Image
“MEDVIEDENKO Why do you always wear mourning? MASHA I dress in black to match my life. I am unhappy.” — Anton Chekhov Copy Share Image
“what she had come to understand... was that mourning was no crime. it wasn't her feeling all boo-hoo sorry for herself, or… — Julia Gregson Copy Share Image
Mourning can go on for years and years. It doesn't end after a year, that's a false fantasy. It usually ends when… — Elisabeth Kubler-Ross Copy Share Image
“Afternoon with Michel, sorting maman’s belongings. Began the day by looking at her photographs. A cruel mourning begins again (but had never… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What! hath some wolfe thy tender lambes ytorne? Or is thy bagpype broke, that soundes so… — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
“Raw anguish slithers through my brittle bones as the deathly call rots the air. Who murdered you old friend? The forest has… — H.S. Crow Copy Share Image
Sydney discovers that she minds the loss of her mourning. When she grieved, she felt herself to be intimately connected to Daniel.… — Anita Shreve Copy Share Image
When I was a child, I was one of the kids who wore black all the time, and when the kids asked… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The Chinese seemed to be mourning Mao in a heartfelt fashion. But I wondered how many of their tears were genuine. People… — Jung Chang Copy Share Image
I am content to live and die as the mere repeater of Scriptural teaching - as a person who has thought out… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
On a cold, fretful afternoon in early October, 1872, a hansom cab drew up outside the offices of Lockhart and Selby, Shipping… — Philip Pullman Copy Share Image
“ Funeral Blues Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the… — W.H. Auden Copy Share Image
The funny thing is, last summer we were golfing together, me, him and Alonzo Mourning. I don't know how to golf, but… — Dwyane Wade Copy Share Image
Why do we not care to acknowledge them? The cattle, the body count. We still don't like to admit the war was… — Alan Bennett Copy Share Image
“You looked inhuman when you were dying, Doc, your eyes glistened like dimming stars, you were wasting away and life was leaving… — Rabih Alameddine Copy Share Image
“Can you remember another time when your chest felt like this?” My fingers splayed across my aching chest as I carefully pondered… — Mary Potter Kenyon Copy Share Image
“ Dirge Without Music I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground. So it is,… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“As soon as someone dies, frenzied construction of the future (shifting furniture, etc.): futuromania.” — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“But us women, well, we like our egos stroked every once in a while and a boy mourning over us is a… — J.L. Paul Copy Share Image
“In daylight we pick up our tinned rations and hike off, every artery and nerve of us, into the rest of our… — Tess Gallagher Copy Share Image
I know that 'Tangerine' is getting a lot of attention for pushing the iFilm, but I am really mourning the death of… — Sean Baker Copy Share Image
“Lady Moon rose an' gazed o'er my busted'n'beautsome Valleys with silv'ry'n'sorryin' eyes, an' the dingos mourned for the died uns.” — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
