After Quote by Ernst Toller

In order to weep, I had descended to the realm of the dead themselves, to their secret chambers, led by the invisible but soft…

— Jean Genet

“You don't even have a cross," he said. His beloved was silent. "You don't even have any candles, no face of Christ, no tears.…

— John Hawkes

in coming to terms with the newly dead, I seem to have agitated the spirits of the long dead. They were stirring uneasily in…

— Eileen Simpson

one day anyone died i guess (and noone stooped to kiss his face) busy folk buried them side by side little by little and…

— e. e. cummings

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

— Stephen Evans

“THE GREAT DEATH I stood at the back of the funeral room. Very still. Black dress. Black coat. It’s cold. Purposely alone. Ears closed.…

— Donna Goddard

The funeral was over, at last I could cry. Except that I couldn't. My tears, kept in too long, had fossilized. They would have…

— Diane Setterfield

During my days of deepest grief, in all of my shock, sorrow and struggle, I sat at the feet of God. I literally spent…

— Rick Warren

I wept heartily over this poor little deceased soul. It was the first sentient being I had ever killed. I was now a killer.…

— Yann Martel

In that time and by God's will there died my mother, who was a great hindrance unto me in following the way of God;…

— Angela of Foligno

Do you remember the sight we saw, my soul, that soft summer morning round a turning in the path, the disgusting carcass on a…

— Charles Baudelaire

Have you ever happened, reader, to feel that subtle sorrow of parting with an unloved abode? The heart does not break, as it does…

— Vladimir Nabokov