Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death. — Isaiah Copy Share Image
“I felt as though the vessel if my suffering had become empty, as if nothing could interest me now. I had lost… — Osamu Dazai Copy Share Image
“He spent too much time mourning what could have been and questioning what should be.” — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie Copy Share Image
I always thought I'd be the one to go first. The world might be mourning an Everly Brother, but I'm mourning my… — Don Everly Copy Share Image
“At the end of the day your ability to connect with your readers comes down to how you make them feel.” — Benjamin J. Carey Copy Share Image
Through the days of love and celebration and joy, and through the dark days of mourning...the faithful horse has been with us… — Elizabeth Cotten Copy Share Image
“I've sat listening at the feet of enough Black women to know they all deserve to tell their own stories. But here… — Darnell Lamont Walker Copy Share Image
I did not know the work of mourning Is a labor in the dark We carry inside ourselves — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
Doesn't the devil live forever; who ever heard that the devil was dead? Did you ever see any person wearing mourning for… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“If I were dead, the first thing you'd do, with the tears streaming down your face, would be to start modelling some… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“The first day after a death, the new absence Is always the same; we should be careful Of each other, we should… — Philip Larkin Copy Share Image
“Golden bars make no less a prison than a coffin on a hill. And in caged reformation, one wanders aimless still. The… — Craig Froman Copy Share Image
“The world doesn't stop because you are in love or in mourning or in need of time to think. And so when… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
People go around mourning the death of God; it's the death of sssin that bothers me. Without ssin, people aren't people any… — John Updike Copy Share Image
“We were a religious sect consisting of two people, and now half the congregation was gone. There would be no closure, no… — James Marcus Copy Share Image
What I expect from writers-and from myself as a writer-is to articulate a complex view of things. To incite us to be… — Susan Sontag Copy Share Image
The tears into his eyes were brought, And thanks and praises seemed to run So fast out of his heart, I thought… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
On a day of burial there is no perspective--for space itself is annihilated. Your dead friend is still a fragmentary being. The… — Antoine de Saint-Exupery Copy Share Image
In the United States, the day when you pay your taxes is a day of mourning because this alien force - the… — Noam Chomsky Copy Share Image
“Recently, two young boys in the United States gunned down classmates at an elementary school. Less than twenty-four hours after the incident,… — Oriah Mountain Dreamer Copy Share Image
“Well, you know, it's an evil thing, this attempt to reverse the process of mourning.' The Canon stepped back on to his… — Margery Allingham Copy Share Image
“Sunlight’s warmth on my face awoke me in the morning. I didn’t remember falling asleep or how I came to be in… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“{ Yogananda on the death of his dear friend, the eminent 20th century scientist, Luther Burbank } His heart was fathomlessly deep,… — Paramahansa Yogananda Copy Share Image
Mr Earbrass stands on the terrace at twilight. It is bleak; it is cold; and the virtue has gone out of everything.… — Edward Gorey Copy Share Image
Melancholy is at the bottom of everything, just as at the end of all rivers is the sea. Can it be otherwise… — Henri Frederic Amiel Copy Share Image
Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate — Edmund Spenser Copy Share Image
The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death the memory be green. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Fate will allow the world Only to glimpse him, then rob it of him quickly.” — Seamus Heaney Copy Share Image
“Everyone is “extremely nice”—and yet I feel entirely alone. (“Abandonitis”).” — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
