Grief Quote by Erin Kelly Download Open image ““Grief is like a splinter deep into every fingertip; to touch anything is torture.”” — Erin Kelly ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Grief
“Grief keeps coming back with the same things in its hands — you know this. You know that the hands of grief are memory.… — Lindsay Hill Copy Share Image
“Grief is a most peculiar thing; we're so helpless in the face of it.” — Arthur Golden Copy Share Image
“Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water tawny color of kicked up dirt Every breath is full of choking. there… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Now I know that grief is a whetstone that sharpens all your love, all your happiest memories, into blades that tear you apart from… — Claudia Gray Copy Share Image
“Grief transforms you into someone you can't even recognize. For some it becomes a hard swim to the shores, becoming a fight for the… — Jayita Bhattacharjee Copy Share Image
“Grief is like any dog, once in and fed, it won’t go, but crawls in a corner and stays. And my sorrow is the… — Vanessa Place Copy Share Image
“Grief wraps around people, takes them to a place they would not go otherwise.” — Patti Callahan Henry Copy Share Image
“Grief is like an ocean. It comes in waves - some waves are bigger than others and you cannot prepare for it.” — Summer Lane Copy Share Image
“If I waited for a proper occasion to dress up, I'd never wear half of these clothes. Put on the clothes and you make… — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“When anxiety wins, the mad part of me peels away from the rational one. My” — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“Leibniz said, Music is the mind counting without being conscious it’s counting. An eclipse is maths; it’s the most beautiful maths there is.” — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“that's the thing with secrets. They're leaky; you can't decide to share the bits that suit you without a million questions oozing out. You… — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“but there is something of her in me; I feel it, behind my ribs. I like to think of it as all the love… — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
A good mother loves fiercely but ultimately brings up her children to thrive without her. — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“The stress hormones of adrenaline and cortisol, when pumped in sufficient quantity, rival anything you can smoke or swallow. Within a year of the… — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“The moment you think about an act in terms of how, you are already halfway to doing it.” — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“It’s Hardy’s idea of hell – fresh air, isolation, grass, never-ending sky – but he knows that the world’s full of idiots who love… — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“Don’t you think it’s more important how you treat the person next to you?’ I asked.” — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“If revenge is a dish best served cold, confession should be dished up piping hot or not at all.” — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“Waiting for something horrible to happen is almost more draining than it actually happening.” — Erin Kelly Copy Share Image
“...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 Image
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
