“I got myself into a tangle. I tied myself in knots. I built and I built–heaven knows I have done that well.… — Tom Rachman Copy Share Image
“Rachel felt the grief grow so wide and deep it felt like a dark fathomless pool she'd never emerge from. Because there… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
The Grief, is killing me, every single day. And yet, with this exquisite heart, soul, and mind, each day, I bring myself… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
“We were a religious sect consisting of two people, and now half the congregation was gone. There would be no closure, no… — James Marcus Copy Share Image
I hadn't, at the last moment, felt like washing off the two diagonal lines of dried blood that marked my cheeks. They… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Grief was an actual weight, he thought. It felt like a physical burden. You carried it with you all day, unsheddable. Your… — Roxana Robinson Copy Share Image
That's the great test: if you're going to be a great comic writer, not a humorist, you've got to take it into… — Howard Jacobson Copy Share Image
“Ill is it when good folk die.’ ‘Why, if they were good you need not mourn for them,’ said Skafloc glibly, ‘for… — Poul Anderson Copy Share Image
Grief does not seem to me to be a choice. Whether or not you think grief has value, you will lose what… — Mark Doty Copy Share Image
“They understood that the meaning of life is connected, inextricably, to the meaning of death; that mourning is a romance in reverse,… — Thomas Lynch Copy Share Image
“I woke up last night, with a strange tingling in my stomach, and a warm bubbling in my throat. My fingers lingered… — Rana Mohamad Copy Share Image
“There is a great loneliness of spirit today. We’re trying to live, we’re trying to cope in the face of what seems… — John Robbins Copy Share Image
“Come, Victor; not brooding thoughts of vengeance against the assassin, but with feelings of peace and gentleness, that will heal, instead of… — Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Copy Share Image
“Everything was so much sharper without the Link fogging me--sights, sounds, smells. It was exhilarating and shocking and terrifying. I knew my… — Heather Anastasiu Copy Share Image
“Tonight his father had caught up, carrying all the horrors of hell with him. His mother could no longer protect him—hide him—and… — Amanda M. Lyons Copy Share Image
“Snapping shut his mobile, Dalgliesh reflected that murder, a unique crime for which no reparation is ever possible, imposes it own compulsions… — P.D. James Copy Share Image
“She could almost feel him prodding her; urging her to go on. As the wails of pain and torment assulted her ears,… — Jaclyn A Wilson Copy Share Image
Oh, when a mother meets on high The babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then for pains and fears, The… — Robert Southey Copy Share Image
Sorrow for sin is indeed necessary, but it should not be an endless preoccupation. You must dwell also on the glad remembrance… — Saint Bernard Copy Share Image
“What does life give me in the end but sorrow? What do love's good and evil send but sorrow? I've only seen… — Hafez Copy Share Image
From the perspective of the one committing suicide, his or her act can be one of the most perverse forms of moral… — Stanley Hauerwas Copy Share Image
I had always turned to books, to knowledge, to help me get through everything in my life—and, sometimes, to escape it. But… — Michele Bardsley Copy Share Image
“I read sad stories to inoculate myself against grief. I watch action movies to identify with the quick-witted heroes. Both the same… — Sarah Manguso Copy Share Image
“An experience of collective pain does not deliver us from grief or sadness; it is a ministry of presence. These moments remind… — Brené Brown Copy Share Image
“The world doesn't stop because you are in love or in mourning or in need of time to think. And so when… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
When the heart is cut or cracked or broken Do not clutch it Let the wound lie open Let the wind from… — Michael Leunig Copy Share Image
“…included in this grief were the hidden rooms of his life. He told me that hurt was bad enough and that I… — bitter in the mouth Monique Truong Copy Share Image
“He believed that faith gives health. He sought to counsel and calm the despairing by pointing out the Man of Resignation, and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
All that we know about those we have loved and lost is that they would wish us to remember them with a… — Thornton Wilder Copy Share Image
“We might say that there can be pity in its full-fledged form only where there is also mercy for self: for the… — Martha C. Nussbaum Copy Share Image
Learning to endure times of disappointment, suffering, and sorrow is part of our on-the-job training. These experiences, while often difficult to bear… — Joseph B. Wirthlin 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
“Grief is different. Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“So small a spirit, to lodge such sorrows as mankind has brought you. Live … live.… Wait for me, new, frightened soul.… — Dorothy Dunnett Copy Share Image
Forgetfulness of grief I yet may gain;In some wise may come ending to my pain;It may be yet the Gods will have… — William Morris Copy Share Image
The heart that loves must one day grieve. Love and grief are the Goddess's twined gifts. Let the pain in, let it… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
“We are born free as creatures of bliss, compassion, friendliness, innocence and curiosity. Among us, there is a tremendous love and natural… — Georgi Y. Johnson Copy Share Image
“Though life may bring us grief and loss, there is always hope in the night. No matter how deep our sorrows may… — Jonathan Harnisch Copy Share Image
“That was the state of the world when I began to be aware of my family environment, and I cannot evoke it… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Like love, mourning affects the world—and the worldly—with unreality, with importunity. I resist the world, I suffer from what it demands of… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image