“Someone here died, I realize. Someone these people loved and cared for. I’m not the only person in the world tangled up… — Cat Hellisen Copy Share Image
There is no grief which time does not lessen and soften. [Lat., Nullus dolor est quem non longinquitas temporis minuat ac molliat.] — Marcus Tullius Cicero Copy Share Image
Consider how much more you often suffer from your anger and grief, than from those very things for which you are angry… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Bereavement is the sharpest challenge to our trust in God; if faith can overcome this, there is no mountain which it cannot… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I didn’t understand grief. I thought grief was something that happened when someone you love dies, not when they are still alive.” — Cheri Davies Copy Share Image
Why do the right wing media so assiduously scrutinize the words of a grief filled mother and ignore the words of a… — Cindy Sheehan Copy Share Image
“I had a feeling of shame about my grief, as if I was making false amends for the bitterness I felt towards… — Michael Ignatieff Copy Share Image
“I’m bound together now in both sadness and hope. I feel grief every day, even if it’s a whisper in the background… — Cheri Davies Copy Share Image
Misery is, by her own nature, a passing phase of sorrow, one that does not linger uninvited. Her sojourns seem to be… — Sarah Ban Breathnach Copy Share Image
“It's okay to feel emotions. It's part of life. It's one of the many things that is Ravia's guidance. Everyone goes through… — Jennifer West Copy Share Image
For better and for worse, I feel like sorrow and grief are really transformative personal experiences for me, and I question what… — Karyn Kusama Copy Share Image
“When we learn to attribute meaning to the events in our lives, we connect with our Higher Purpose, Higher Wisdom, or Source;… — Susan Barbara Apollon Copy Share Image
Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
What is called happiness is an abstract idea, composed of various ideas of pleasure; for he who has but a moment of… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
Through tears and trials, through fears and sorrows, through the heartache and loneliness of losing loved ones, there is assurance that life… — Thomas S. Monson Copy Share Image
“Now that she was gone, he did not know how to stand in this room right. He looked around at the familiar… — Ramona Ausubel Copy Share Image
“My weakness did not pass; it grew worse the longer I was awake. I thought about calling for Twig or Thistle, to… — S. Jae-Jones Copy Share Image
How I will cherish you then, you grief-torn nights! Had I only received you, inconsolable sisters, on more abject knees, only buried… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
Whenever the cloud of pain loomed, whenever the shadow of sadness waved, whenever tears reached my eyelids, whenever this lonely heart was… — Anmol Andore Copy Share Image
“I have more than once tried to analyse this apparently deliberate form of self-torture that seems common to so many people in… — Gavin Maxwell Copy Share Image
We live on the flat, on the level, and yet - and so - we aspire. Groundlings, we can sometimes reach as… — Julian Barnes Copy Share Image
“It was always with her now, that sadness, like one of those rare orchids you saw clinging to jungle branches on TV,… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
My Heart, Back where it belongs, Where it is adored, Respected, Appreciated. My Mind, Total Chaos, Perfect Clarity. I see the truth,… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
“Once we love, we cannot revoke it,' she said. 'We can only glory in what it brings -- pain as well as… — Marie Brennan Copy Share Image
There are all kinds of ways for a relationship to be tested, even broken, some, irrevocably; it's the endings we're unprepared for. — Katherine Owen Copy Share Image
Marius was of the temperament that sinks into grief and remains there; Cosette was of the sort that plunges in and comes… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“... Now to die of grief would mean, I'm afraid, to die belatedly, while latecomers are unwelcome, particularly in the future. ...” — Joseph Brodsky Copy Share Image
“It is time to end a story that began in sorrow and ordeal and has ended in a deep and lasting happiness.… — Anne McCaffrey Copy Share Image
But there was no need to be ashamed of tears, for tears bore witness that a man had the greatest of courage,… — Viktor E. Frankl Copy Share Image
Isn’t the most sensitive point of this mourning the fact that I must lose a language — the amorous language? No more… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
To be bowed by grief is folly; Naught is gained by melancholy; Better than the pain of thinking, Is to steep the… — Alcaeus Copy Share Image
When our TV screens are filled with heartbreaking images of suffering, we have to dig deep inside ourselves in order to keep… — Amber Rudd Copy Share Image
I am certain that I speak on behalf of my entire nation when I say: September 11th we are all Americans -… — Benjamin Netanyahu Copy Share Image
“grief’s drink recipe is two parts tribute to the person you loved and four parts feeling sorry for yourself because you lost… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Your tears are just TEMPORARY release of the pain, sorrow and grief; but don't you worry because God's gonna wipe EVERY tear… — Nishan Panwar Copy Share Image
“I miss that feeling of connection. Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking… — Ranata Suzuki Copy Share Image
“Pleasure is frail like a dewdrop, while it laughs it dies. But sorrow is strong and abiding. Let sorrowful love wake in… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“Parker had seen men and women physically diminished in this way before, weighed down by suffering. Grief has its own gravity. They” — John Connolly Copy Share Image
A great sorrow, like a mariner's quadrant, brings the sun at noon down to the horizon, and we learn where we are… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image