... in this valley of tears we must expect much sorrow and little consolation. — Jane Frances de Chantal Copy Share Image
Love is a debt, she thought. When the bill comes, you pay in grief. — Mary Doria Russell Copy Share Image
Show me a person who hasn´t known any sorrow and I´ll show you a superficial. — Tennessee Williams Copy Share Image
“When words can't make it better, hold my hand and don't let go.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
Self carries grief as a pack mule carries the side bags, being careful between the trees to leave extra room. — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“Every moment of enjoyment Brings to some one else a sorrow, But your sorrow gladdens no one, For from sorrow naught but… — August Strindberg Copy Share Image
To re-live these characters would be wonderful, because I know when the show ends it will be huge mourning process. — Gillian Anderson Copy Share Image
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind. — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“Here’s what I know: death abducts the dying, but grief steals from those left behind.” — Katherine Owen Copy Share Image
Humour in its highest reach mingles with pathos: it voices sorrow for our human lot and reconciliation with it. — Stephen Leacock Copy Share Image
When sadness happens in the middle of work, I separate my personal grief from my train of thought. — Sergio Aragones Copy Share Image
“There is a point when grief exceeds the human capacity to emote, and as a result one is strangely composed-she had reached… — Abraham Verghese Copy Share Image
“it’s like when you’re about to have your first baby—people tell you what it’s like, you’ve seen other people do it. How… — Abbi Waxman Copy Share Image
“More than nakedness, for there is no cover to take. The fire in your eyes is ringed with water; wide and cool.… — Donna Goddard Copy Share Image
For trash and toys, And grief-engend'ring joys, What torment seems too sharp for flesh and blood; What bitter pills, Compos'd of real… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
“It happened. It was awful. You aren't perfect. That's all there is. Don't confuse your grief with guilt." We stay in the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Everyone around me was allowed, permitted to fall apart; yet I had to think twice. I couldn't bear to take another dip… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you are… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
For reasons he couldn’t understand a sadness came over him and it was then he saw the girl standing on the other… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. I gasp,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
There is an hour, a minute - you will remember it forever - when you know instinctively on the basis of the… — Joyce Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Treadwell moved away again, from the threat of human nearness, of feeling. If she stayed to listen, she knew she would… — Katherine Anne Porter Copy Share Image
“I had a deep and abiding love for the idea that this life is not something that we are forced to endure… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“I wish I could have shown you that engineheart- the system of pieces and parts that moved us forward, that moves us… — Christopher Boucher Copy Share Image
“People sometimes say that sorrow is mental but longing is physical. One is a wound, the other an amputated limb, a withered… — Fredrik Backman Copy Share Image
“What is so sweet as to awake from a troubled dream and behold a beloved face smiling upon you? I love to… — Helen Keller Copy Share Image
All I can say is, it's a sort of kinship, as though there is a family tree of grief. On this branch,… — Elizabeth McCracken Copy Share Image
“That small world, like the great one out of doors, had the capacity of easily forgetting its dead; and when the cook… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Shes ah heartbreaker yeah, I thought she was mine guess I was blind. — Julian Marley Copy Share Image
He who can conceal his joys, is greater than he who can hide his griefs — Johann Kaspar Lavater Copy Share Image
“More grief to hide than hate to utter love. Polonius, Hamlet.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
