“She remembered her books in the moments of worst sorrow, especially the ones that were made for her and the one that… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
I learned to distinguish between the two kinds of people in the world: those who have known inescapable sorrow and those who… — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
“There is enough heartache and sorrow in this life without our adding to it through our own stubbornness, bitterness, and resentment.” — Dieter F. Uchtdorf Copy Share Image
“It’s difficult for me to imagine the rest of my life without you. But I suppose I don’t have to imagine it...… — Ranata Suzuki Copy Share Image
Joys as winged dreams fly fast, / Why should sadness longer last? / Grief is but a wound to woe; / Gentlest… — John Fletcher Copy Share Image
Good is that darkening of our lives, Which only God can brighten; But better still that hopeless load, Which none but God… — Frederick William Faber Copy Share Image
My soul's a little grief, grappling your chest, To climb your throat on sobs; easily chased On other sighs and wiped by… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
Love and friendship have an intimate relationship with pain and sorrow. Sadness also arises from lost dreams and missed opportunities. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In the course of reading he [Alexander Pushkin] became more and more melancholy and finally became completely gloomy. When the reading was… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“Christ is with you. Do not abandon Him and He will not abandon you. You will see great sorrow, and in that… — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
I didn’t feel anything but a bone-deep weariness. Like I was suddenly a hundred years old, and I knew at that moment… — Jennifer Weiner Copy Share Image
“When we grow up, we find ways to hide our anxieties, our loneliness, our fear and sorrow. But children hide nothing, putting… — Yoko Ogawa Copy Share Image
People talk as if grief were just a feeling -- as if it weren't the continually renewed shock of setting out again… — C. S. Lewis Copy Share Image
“Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
The past is never completely lost, however extensive the devastation. Your sorrows are the bricks and mortar of a magnificent temple. What… — Gordon Wright Copy Share Image
Everyone grieves in different ways. For some, it could take longer or shorter. I do know it never disappears. An ember still… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
“What Karen wants to do - needs to do - is cry, but she can't. Here, alone, when she could howl, beat… — Sarah Rayner Copy Share Image
No matter who causes you grief, take your complaints to the meditation room, where your real friend is. In addition to your… — Mata Amritanandamayi Copy Share Image
Hannah expected this to make her sob even more, but instead she found her tears drying up and her tummy growing warm.… — Stephen M. Irwin Copy Share Image
When I talk about unrequited love, most of you probably think about romantic love, but there are many other kinds of love… — Rosamund Lupton Copy Share Image
My situation is a solemn one: life is offered to me on the condition of eating beefsteaks. But death is better than… — George Bernard Shaw Copy Share Image
“Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am in a thousand winds… — Mary Elizabeth Frye Copy Share Image
Real grief is not healed by time... if time does anything, it deepens our grief. The longer we live, the more fully… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
“I find,' he says, his voice still muffled, 'that I am constantly wondering where he is. Where he has gone. It is… — Maggie O'Farrell Copy Share Image
I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
I'm more interested in the meaning of funerals and the mourning that people do. It's not a retail experience. It's an existential… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“The love boat has crashed against the everyday You and I, we are quits And there is no use listing mutual hurts,… — Vladimir Mayakovsky Copy Share Image
“It's wrong to give so much time over to mourning, she tells herself. Mourning and brooding. There's nothing to be accomplished by… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Trust someone who can see 3 things in you: the sorrow behind your smile, the love behind your anger and the reason… — Anurag Prakash Ray Copy Share Image
“Carry your sorrow inside you as the cloud conceals ruin and death like a deadly secret that is understood only when the… — Alexandre Dumas Copy Share Image
The Holocaust remains unique in contemporary Jewish consciousness for its capacity to engender the most visceral grief and abject pain. — Ephraim Mirvis Copy Share Image
“The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close: But the rose's scent is bitterness To her who loved the… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
Time sped. And the poet through sorrow Became like his suffering kind. Again he toiled over his poems To lighten the grief… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
Bereavement is the deepest initiation into the mysteries of human life, an initiation more searching and profound than even happy love. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The coronavirus is serving up a rare and tragic mix of grief, drastic life changes, and economic stress to a huge swath… — Mary Katharine Ham Copy Share Image
When I am dead, no pageant train shall waste their sorrows at my bier. Nor worthless pomp of homage vain stain it… — Edward Everett Copy Share Image
“History was easy: the past with all loss burned out of it, all sorrow worn out of it—all that was merely personal… — Alice McDermott Copy Share Image
“An image of Mia flashes before my eyes. Seventeen years old, those dark eyes full of love, intensity, fear, music, sex, magic,… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
When griefs are genuine, I find, there is nothing more vacuous, more burdensome, or even more impertinent, than letters of consolation. — Lord Chesterfield Copy Share Image
“Enter the house of mourning, my friend, but with kindness and affection for those who love you, and not with hatred for… — Mary Shelley Copy Share Image