Our own sorrows seem heavy enough, even when lifted by certain long-term joys. But watching others hurt is the breaker of most… — Clarissa Pinkola Estes Copy Share Image
“I'd love to know how Dad saw me when I was 6. I'd love to know a hundred things. When a parent… — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, feed on her damask cheek. She pinned in… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The caterpillar dies so the butterfly could be born. And, yet, the caterpillar lives in the butterfly and they are but one.… — John Harricharan Copy Share Image
“It makes the other one more precious and also not enough. We have to try to fill not only our own boots… — Rosamund Lupton Copy Share Image
“ My dad died, I write. almost a year ago. Car accident. My hand is shaking; my eyes sting and fill. I… — Sara Zarr Copy Share Image
“I buckle over, sobbing, my head resting against the hard shower tiles. I remember crying like this when Sukey died, the tears… — Hilary T. Smith Copy Share Image
“Steve's laugh was brittle. “Sarah, we all have our own wounds. We’re all broken in our own way. Mine might look different… — Talena Winters Copy Share Image
My biggest sorrow, when looking back on my youth, is how much of it I somehow missed. Now, looking at my life… — Marianne Williamson Copy Share Image
“She wanted to die. She wanted to die. Because then it would be over. All the loss, all the grief, all the… — Michelle Sagara West Copy Share Image
“We can cry tears for our abandoning of God, tears for our betrayals of love, tears for our children, parents, friends and… — Padma Aon Prakasha Copy Share Image
“marveling at how every Afghan story is marked by death and loss and unimaginable grief.” — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The afterlife is mostly a dream state where you confront the good and evil within you. The text repeatedly explains that the… — Paul Lowe Copy Share Image
Consent in virtue knit your hearts so fast, That still the knot, in spite of death, does last; For as your tears,… — Edmund Waller Copy Share Image
“One of the reasons I became a grief therapist was that my own grief work healed me. I had been an emotional… — Susan J. Elliott Copy Share Image
If you share in a heart-felt sorrow, you can lighten the load of a friend. Sometimes facing the burden together can mend… — Wes Fesler Copy Share Image
Grief makes you feel alone, but you're not. I know you don't believe in-in religion-the same way I do, but you can… — Cassandra Clare 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
Who alone suffers suffers most i' th' mind, Leaving free things and happy shows behind; But then the mind much sufferance doth… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Erica's imminent departure changed us. The knowledge that we would soon be separated made us both more indulgent, relieving us of a… — Siri Hustvedt Copy Share Image
“I do believe you think what now you speak, but what we do determine oft we break. Purpose is but the slave… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For survivors, the word closure often connotes that the bereaved are underachievers who flunked a grief course. — Earl A Grollman Copy Share Image
“Grief is like a deep, dark hole. It calls like a siren: Come to me, lose yourself here. And you fight it… — Taylor Jenkins Reid Copy Share Image
“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that… — Kahlil Gibrán Copy Share Image
“Grief was a hell of a thing. Some days you climbed the walls and others you couldn’t get out of bed. Just… — Brenda Rothert 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
Grief,she reminded herself, is almost always for the mourner's loss. — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
What an argument in favor of social connections is the observation that by communicating our grief we have less, and by communicating… — Sir Fulke Greville Copy Share Image
Rainbows introduce us to reflections of different beautiful possibilities so we never forget that pain and grief are not the final options… — Aberjhani Copy Share Image
