“I am thinking of Achilles’ grief, he said. That famous, terrible, grief. Let me tell you boys something. Such grief can only… — Tobias Wolff Copy Share Image
“Like the long gone captains of the Confederacy, he stood watch at the edge of Dauphin Island, his old life just out… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“I'm thinking of that Florida lady again, the one who wanted a book about the lighter side of a child's death, and… — Elizabeth McCracken Copy Share Image
“O Life, How oft we throw it off and think, — 'Enough, Enough of life in so much! — here's a cause… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning 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
“It's wrong to be ashamed of yourself. Presumptuous and stupid. I've made myself sick with shame, because I could feel so strongly… — Ebba Haslund Copy Share Image
“When people mentioned it to me, they thought they were talking about some casual relative of mine. For most people that's what… — Carol Rifka Brunt Copy Share Image
There are acacias, a graceful species amusingly devitalized by sentimentality, this kind drooping its leaves with the grace of a young widow… — Rebecca West Copy Share Image
“Perhaps ... To R.A.L. Perhaps some day the sun will shine again, And I shall see that still the skies are blue,… — Vera Brittain Copy Share Image
“She is an immense presence in the world. Tragedy and strength have so perfectly coalesced in her, as if one fed off… — Barbara Bode Copy Share Image
“I shared with Fleur the mysterious self-contempt of the survivor. There were times we hated who we were, and who we had… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“I accepted all this counsel politely, with a glassy smile and a glaring sense of unreality. Many adults seemed to interpret this… — Donna Tartt Copy Share Image
“She could always walk somewhere without him. Of course this somewhere had to be somewhere "safe." She could walk to her office.… — Lisa Genova Copy Share Image
“In some aspects losing a child is like a wall, but instead of getting over it, you must carry the wall with… — John A. Passaro Copy Share Image
“You know what happens when someone dies?' Delia said suddenly, startling me a bit. I kept putting together my sandwich, though, not… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
For my omniscience paid I toll In infinite remorse of soul. All sin was of my sinning, all Atoning mine, and mine… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind… — Philip Larkin Copy Share Image
To read Lucia St. Clair Robson is to learn while being thoroughly entertained. Last Train from Cuernavaca puts us through the tragic… — James Alexander Thom Copy Share Image
“All were in sorrow, or had been, or would be. It was the nature of things. Though on the surface it seemed… — George Saunders Copy Share Image
“Here again, the difference between the effective and the virtual, between mourning and its possibility, seems fragile and porous. The anguished apprehension… — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
“It can be too sad here. We so often lose our way. It is easy to sense and embrace meaning when life… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
In I Praise My Destroyer, Diane Ackerman demonstrates once again her love for the specific language that rises from the juncture of… — Pattiann Rogers Copy Share Image
“The name outlaw Christian describes the kind of Christian I am and the kind I’m setting myself free to become: namely, a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“She was carrying with her, the cold. She was holding on to that icy stone of grief. It had been there all… — Kali Wallace Copy Share Image
When a loved one has passed, you feel as if your heart crashed. When a dear friend has left the shore, all… — Brooke T Ryman 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
“I tell you hopeless grief is passionless, That only men incredulous of despair, Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air Beat upward… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“There was one thing more he wanted from this funeral. He wanted to see the hearse pass by again, the body tilted… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Day just smiles at me, an expression so sad that it breaks through my numbness, and I begin to cry. Those bright… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
“How you live your life is your business. But remember, our hearts and our bodies are given to us only once. Most… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“Grief is like cancer. It ebbs and flows within you. Then, it changes and transforms you. Forever. Grief. Cancer. Both force you… — Katherine Owen Copy Share Image
Slowly falling down the hole Feverishly flailing, no place to hold. Consumed by darkness, where did she go? Sadness has its hold… — Kaile Stewart Copy Share Image
“Romance is a sudden and miraculous grace: never to be counted on to recur. It does not deny the existence of eucatastrophe,… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“II A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“Consider in his spiritual martyr this being who lies with closed eyes, dislocated like the victim of a brutal accident who no… — Anna de Noailles Copy Share Image
How much do you love me?' and "Who's in charge?" …these two questions of LOVE and CONTROL undo us ALL, trip us… — Elizabeth Gilbert Copy Share Image
“Her death didn’t feel real yet. Nona stood there, casting no shadow, and found she could feel nothing for her friend. Some… — Mark Lawrence Copy Share Image
“Jackson’s crying wakes me up. He’s trying to suppress it, but it keeps slipping out. He sounds a lot like me the… — Adam Silvera Copy Share Image
“The question of desirable grief and pain or the necessity for it must also be faced. [Are] growth and self-fulfillment possible at… — Abraham H. Maslow Copy Share Image