“There is a club in this world that you do not join knowingly. One day you are just a member. It is… — John Passaro 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
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
“In twenty years you could say and do a lot you wish you hadn't. In twenty years you could store up a… — Joseph Hansen Copy Share Image
“Apart from my father, this house if filled with women. Women stop their lives; they're programmed that way. A child comes into… — Robin Romm Copy Share Image
To love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it. when grief weights you like your own flesh… — Ellen Bass Copy Share Image
“Looking back upon the year's accumulated heap of troubles, Margaret wondered how they had been borne. If she could have anticipated them,… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“Precious to the Lord are the death of His saints." DEATH IS NOT FINAL. God has set eternity in the hearts of… — David Holdsworth Copy Share Image
“When someone dies they get very cold and very still. That probably sounds obvious, but when it’s your mother it doesn’t feel… — Elan Mastai Copy Share Image
“In the future, Martin will recall this night as the first time -- and one of the only times -- he ever… — Jessica Shattuck Copy Share Image
“There will be a lot of young men returning home from Iraq and Afghanistan, who have seen terrible things, and who know… — Peter B. Lockhart Copy Share Image
“When clouds of pain loom in the sky When a shadow of sadness flickers by When a tear finds its way to… — Javed Akhtar Copy Share Image
The benefits [of the resurrection] are innumerable. To list a few: Our illnesses don't seem nearly so final; Our fears fade and… — Charles R. Swindoll Copy Share Image
As the Christian's sorrows multiply, his patience grows, until, with sweet, unruffled quiet, he can confront the ills of life, and, though… — George Horace Lorimer Copy Share Image
I was angry with him before. I’m not really sure why. Maybe I was just angry that the world had become such… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I loved [fairy stories] so, and my mother weighed down by grief had given up telling me them. At Nohant I found… — George Sand Copy Share Image
We're being asked to continually be "authentic" and "honest" with the world through social media. There's a demand to post our wedding… — Alexander Weinstein Copy Share Image
“I’m not sure about all the particulars that led to this moment. Do I believe life is a series of dots to… — Laura Anderson Kurk 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
“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
“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
“There was a letter, tucked among the pictures. It was addressed to Santa Claus and written in blue crayon. The jerky letters… — S.J. Watson Copy Share Image
“All my life I'd been a believing Christian. ... But that instant in the ER--the instant Annette [his wife] died--I seemed to… — Bill Bass Copy Share Image
grief is a house where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us the mirrors how to reflect us the walls how… — Jandy Nelson Copy Share Image
“The reality of grief is far different from what others see from the outside. There is pain in this world that you… — Megan Devine 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
“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
Labor, like Israel, has many sorrows. Its women weep for their fallen and they lament for the future of the children of… — John L. Lewis Copy Share Image
“The consolation of fairy-stories, the joy of the happy ending: or more correctly of the good catastrophe, the sudden joyous “turn” (for… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
Take any emotionlove for a woman, or grief for a loved one, or what Im going through, fear and pain from a… — Unkown Copy Share Image
“There’s a term we use for it: “ambiguous grief.” It can be a life sentence. It’s a kind of unresolved grief. You… — Gilly Macmillan Copy Share Image
She couldn’t read his expression. As he started toward her, she recalled the way he’d seemed to glide through the sand the… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
“That's a really nice thought and I'm grateful for it, but there comes a point when one realizes that gratification of the… — Claire North Copy Share Image
“Samo si mene imao, osim onih grobova kod kuće, sad više nikog nemamo ni ti ni ja, ti si mene izgubio prije… — Meša Selimović Copy Share Image
Suffering invites us to place our hurts in larger hands. In Christ we see God suffering – for us. And calling us… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see--the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“And, I think, this greening does thaw at the edges, at least, of my own cold season. Joy sneaks in: listening to… — Mark Doty Copy Share Image
“Countless times, I have imagined A. rising through the rivers of this land, to the surface of Florida to be found again,… — Rhonda Riley Copy Share Image
And during the campaign of 1936, she writes that she and her brother would always rather be out doing things when they're… — Blanche Wiesen Cook Copy Share Image