“One couldn't live on the crest of grief every single moment” — Suzanne Woods Fisher Copy Share Image
Grief and greed are as inextricably entwined as love and marriage should be. — Ann Kent Copy Share Image
“I would have followed you to hell and back... if only you'd lead me back.” — Ranata Suzuki Copy Share Image
Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and shew'd how fields were won. — Oliver Goldsmith Copy Share Image
The world feels foreign when you're in a state of bereavement, and you also feel foreign to yourself. — Emma D'Arcy Copy Share Image
The sorrows we brought on ourselves, through folly or wickedness, were by far the hardest to bear. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard. And if I cannot be in your… — Ranata Suzuki Copy Share Image
“Fierce midnights and famishing morrows, And the loves that complete and control All the joys of the flesh, all the sorrows That… — Algernon Charles Swinburne Copy Share Image
“An image of Mia flashes before my eyes. Seventeen years old, those dark eyes full of love, intensity, fear, music, sex, magic,… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
“Your other self is always sorry for you. But your other self grows on sorrow, so all is well” — Kahlil Gibran Copy Share Image
“Happiness came in short bursts that were almost always followed by sorrow. His” — Lexi Blake Copy Share Image
“How do you mourn endless numbers of people in endless numbers of places? Is there a form for it, a requisite time… — Rosario Morales Copy Share Image
Let no man pray that he know not sorrow, Let no soul ask to be free from pain, For the gall of… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
“There’s a reason there are seven stages of grief. It takes time for the mind to process tragedy. Grief, true grief, needs… — Kaitlin Bevis Copy Share Image
The heart knoweth its own sorrow and there are times when, like David, it is comforting to think that our tears are… — Hannah Hurnard Copy Share Image
“Eight hours West sat a man alone on a beach mourning an inexplicable loss. He could only think of his loss in… — Douglas Adams Copy Share Image
“What kind of motherless soul can so easily and savagely murder thousands and proclaim it all to be in the name of… — Leslie Haskin Copy Share Image
Love remembered and consecrated by grief belongs, more clearly than the happy intercourse of friends, to the eternal world; it has proved… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When we hurt, God doesn't always give us lots of words; he gives us the Word; the Word made flesh who is… — Joni Eareckson Tada Copy Share Image
“Self-Exam Dear audience, please stand if you were raised By a terrible mother. Okay, okay, Approximately half of you. So I'd say… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
“I examined my Liberalism and found it like an addiction to roulette. Here, though the odds are plain, and the certainty of… — David Mamet Copy Share Image
“Trap. Horrible trap. At one’s birth it is sprung. Some last day must arrive. When you will need to get out of… — George Saunders Copy Share Image
“The problem, the only problem, is my mother. And she is the one of course that I am trying to get; it… — Alice Munro Copy Share Image
“What is your name?' she asked. The youth ignored her, lowering his eyelids against the sun. She repeated her question. Again he… — Sherryl Jordan Copy Share Image
I am sorry," I whispered. "I am sorry for all of the ways that I failed you. I am sorry that I… — John Connolly Copy Share Image
“I am dropping my keys on the table inside the door before I fully remember. There is no one to hear this… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“Grief is not something you know if you grow up wearing feathers with a Charlie Chaplin boyfriend, a love-child papoose, a witch… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“Grief is a most peculiar thing; we're so helpless in the face of it.” — Arthur Golden Copy Share Image
“cry, child, for those without tears have a grief which never ends.” — Luis J. Rodriguez Copy Share Image
What is resignation? It is putting God between one's self and one's grief. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
Each person's grief journey is unique as a fingerprint or a snowflake. — Earl A Grollman Copy Share Image