“You go to bed different... tossing and turning is the norm... you wake to a sunny day but clouds follow you wherever… — Erica Stone Copy Share Image
Dear God, help me. Do not forget me on this tiny cinder lost in a galaxy that is lost–a heart no bigger… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I am not, anymore, a Christian, but I am lifted and opened by any space with prayer inside it. I didn’t know… — Mark Doty Copy Share Image
Who has the skill to make a narrow, obstinate human being aware of others' far-off grief and joy, to make him understand… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
“And yet she hadn't the air of a woman whose life had been touched by uncertainty or suffering. Pain, fear, and grief… — Nella Larsen Copy Share Image
“It’s all right,” he said, wondering at the same time why there were no better words, why there never are any better… — Robert Bloch Copy Share Image
I pushed the world away to keep the pain and sorrow at bay, but my past came back to play and now… — Me Copy Share Image
“He took the box but did not avail himself of a tissue. She understood. Sometimes it was comforting to feel the wetness… — Julius Lester Copy Share Image
With the exception of undertakers, athletes are the only professionals obliged to feign sorrow on a daily basis, pretending that every June… — Steve Rushin Copy Share Image
“A person who pulls himself up from a low environment via the bootstrap route has two choices. Having risen above his environment,… — Betty Smith Copy Share Image
Call me a sinner, Mock me maliciously: I was your insomnia, I was your grief. — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“And yet I didn't think pain like that ever faded entirely. Grief had its own life, took its own sustenance.” — Leigh Bardugo Copy Share Image
“Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“In all of our lives, there are days that we wish we could see expunged from the record of our very existence.… — Elizabeth Gilbert Copy Share Image
Every meeting led to a parting, and so it would, as long as life was mortal. In every meeting there was some… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own. — Thomas Campbell Copy Share Image
Something the heart must have to cherish, Must love and joy and sorrow learn; Something with passion clasp, or perish And in… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“The sensation—it’s not sorrow, but something deeper—of being broken. Of being crushed so often, and so hatefully, that emotion becomes something you… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
I can no more reread my own books than I can watch old home movies or look at snapshots of myself as… — Francine Prose Copy Share Image
“And maybe I was coping awfully well, I don’t know. Certainly I wasn’t howling aloud or punching my fist through windows or… — Donna Tartt Copy Share Image
“When you grieve, that's all you tend to see. You must move through this time of suffering, strengthening your faith and being… — Kate McGahan Copy Share Image
“Dear Mother Dark, do you look down upon me, now? Do you see me, your child? Do you smile, to see me… — Steven Erikson Copy Share Image
I have found words [in the Bible] for my inmost thoughts, songs for my joy, utterances for my hidden griefs, and pleadings… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“Right now we’re both yard sales of emotions. A penny for pain. A dime for bitterness. A quarter for grief. A dollar… — Courtney C. Stevens Copy Share Image
“The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and… — Sebastian Barry Copy Share Image
There were so many layers of reality to the world. Nothing stopped for death; nothing stopped for grief or horror or tragedy. — Rachel Caine Copy Share Image
“He felt like his own heart might stop beating just from acknowledging the concept. The sadness, the sorrow, and the loss, they… — Adam P. Knave Copy Share Image
“When the source of all my meaning came to die, so did the meaning of death.” — Sean Norris Copy Share Image
Whatever you do to recover from a loss, people will be critical because they believe that the only way to recover is… — Joan Rivers Copy Share Image
“Think about it. The selfsame well from which your laughter now rises was once filled with your tears. How else can it… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
If I'm feeling outraged, grief, disbelief, frustration, sympathy, that gets channeled through me and into my pictures and hopefully transmitted to the… — James Nachtwey Copy Share Image
The day you went away, my world slipped away, as if I were to roam the sky with a thousand butterflies, the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Words are few I have spoken. I could waste a thousand years wrapped in sorrow. — Culture Club Copy Share Image
Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
As warmth makes even glaciers trickle, and opens streams in the ribs of frozen mountains, so the heart knows the full flow… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
What we grieve for is not the loss of a grand vision, but rather the loss of common things, events and gestures....… — Irena Klepfisz Copy Share Image