Grief Quote by David Mitchell Download Open image ““Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable haemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed.”” — David Mitchell ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Grief Grief and loss Hope Hope and despair
“Death is awful fierce. After it cuts those still living into little pieces, grief comes along to watch them bleed.” — Sandi Morgan Denkers Copy Share Image
“Grief is different. Grief has no distance. Grief comes in waves, paroxysms, sudden apprehensions that weaken the knees and blind the eyes and obliterate… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“Grief is a universal experience from which no one will be spared.” — Nathalie Himmelrich Copy Share Image
“There was supposed to be grief when someone died, tears and heartfelt eulogies, the cutting pain of loss. Instead, he felt…nothing. Just numbness, an… — Piper Vaughn Copy Share Image
“Grief was an illness with me. Unfortunately it’s incurable. I’ve just learned to live with it.” — Sandra Brown Copy Share Image
“Grief is an ambush. You’re walking along feeling fine, look down, see a leaf, and begin to weep. —Jack” — Naomi Shihab Nye Copy Share Image
“Grief is an unfillable hole in your body. It should be weightless, but it's heavy. Should be cold, but it burns. Should, over time,… — Emily Henry Copy Share Image
“In the next room a freckly girl Julia's age sat in a wheelchair. One of her legs wasn't there. She'd probably love to have… — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
“... Ethical cyberexplorers are responsible, yeah? We are friendly ghosts in the machine, not poltergeists or hooligans. We are a growing breed. Over sixty-five… — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
“I succumbed. Late-fifteenth-century verb, Old French succomber or Latin succumbere, but a basic necessity of the human condition, especially mine.” — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
“The second tunnel’s a Ministry of Defence tunnel...dug for a nuclear bomb shelter. The entrance is in the garden center at Woolworth’s in Great Malvern...When the four-minute warning goes off, the Ministry of Defence lot at the RSRE’ll be ferried up to Woolies by the military police. Councillors from Malvern Council’ll be allowed in, so will Woolworth’s manager and assistant… — David Mitchell Copy Share
War's an auction where whoever can pay the most in damage and still be standing wins. — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
The human world is made of stories, not people. The people the stories use to tell themselves are not to be blamed — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
So little is actually worthy of belief or disbelief. Better to strive to coexist than seek to disapprove . . . — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
I elbowed my way into the grubby café, bought a pie that tasted of shoe polish and a pot of tea with cork crumbs floating in it, and eavesdropped on a pair of Shetland pony breeders. Despondency makes one hanker after lives one never led. Why have you given your life to books, TC? Dull, dull, dull! The memoirs are… — David Mitchell Copy Share
“...they had lived, they'd lived intensely. But no matter how deeply you live, it comes to this in the end: one of you will… — Brian Morton Copy Share Image
“You must understand the pain and grief of losing someone is nothing more than a function of survival.” — Steven Cooper Copy Share Image
You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you're in a beautiful place and the sun is going down — Thrity Umrigar Copy Share Image
... how much of our inner substance is it good for us to give to public griefs? The whole modern tendency to agonize over… — Louise Bogan Copy Share Image
You dont choose your life; it chooses you. Theres no point asking why life has reserved certain joys or griefs, you just accept them… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“When we learn to attribute meaning to the events in our lives, we connect with our Higher Purpose, Higher Wisdom, or Source; we become… — Susan Barbara Apollon Copy Share Image
Nowadays most people wear black most of the time anyway: go to a literary party and one would imagine everyone there was in perpetual… — Fay Weldon Copy Share Image
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength. — Ovid Copy Share
These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image