Death Quote by M.L. Stedman Download Open image ““needed mothering. Grief and distance bound the wound, perfecting the bond”” — M.L. Stedman ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Death Grief Parenting
“The sharp edge of grief might dull with time, but it never truly went away. The cruel blade was always in your heart, just… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“With time, grief has a way of slipping down in the crevices of your heart. It never really leaves; it just makes room for… — Nancy B. Brewer 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—in all of its agony—burrowed deep into her essence, its serrated edges killing her piece by piece.” — R. W. Patterson Copy Share Image
“Grief ends up giving you the two best things: softness and illumination.” — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“Grief was messy. It didn’t have the elegance of longing, the poetry of heartbreak; its wholeness made it solid, its certainty made it base.” — Lara Williams Copy Share Image
“Grief, my dear, is love's bittersweet encore—a poignant ovation to the bonds we held dear. As we mourn, we unravel the threads of affection… — lifeispositive.com Copy Share Image
“I need not describe the feelings of those whose dearest ties are rent by that most irreparable evil, the void that presents itself to… — Mary Shelley Copy Share Image
“The moral of the story is that grief, to the person of feeling, is a permanent wound, not a transient state.” — Micheal Korda Copy Share Image
“Bits of bleeding hearts, shattered love and broken promises, Stitched together by the scars of the wounds that did the breaking.” — Cody Edward Lee Miller Copy Share Image
“He traced the constellations as they slid their way across the roof of the world from dusk till dawn. The precision of it, the quiet orderliness of the stars, gave him a sense of freedom. There was nothing he was going through that the stars had not seen before, somewhere, some time on this earth. Given enough time, their memory… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share
“You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day. You have to keep remembering all the… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share Image
“Putting down the burden of the lie has meant giving up the freedom of the dream.” — M.L. Stedman Copy Share Image
“Tom thought back to the imposing, empty house: to the silence that deadened every room with a subtly different pitch; to the kitchen smelling of carbolic, kept spotless by a long line of housekeepers. He remembered that dreaded smell of Lux flakes, and his distress as he saw the handkerchief, washed and starched by Mrs Someone-or-other, who had discovered it… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share
“He must turn to something solid, because if he didn't, who knew where his mind or his soul could blow away to, like a balloon without ballast… He raised the binoculars and scoured the island for more signs of life: he needed to see the goats, the sheep; to count them. Stick to the solid. To the brass fittings which… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share
“He struggles to make sense of it--all this love, so bent out of shape, refracted, like light through the lens.” — M.L. Stedman Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, you're the one who strikes it lucky. Sometimes, it's the other poor bastard who's left with the short straw, and you just have… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share Image
“The town draws a veil over certain events. This is a small community, where everyone knows that sometimes the contract to forget is as… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share Image
“Coming back last time to the house she grew up in, Isabel had been reminded of the darkness that had descended with her brothers' deaths, how loss had leaked all over her mother's life like a stain. As a fourteen-year-old, Isabel had searched the dictionary. She knew that if a wife lost a husband, there was a whole new word… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share
“Everything's ruined. Nothing can ever be put right." Tom rested a hand on hers. "We've put things right as well as we can. That's… — M.L. Stedman Copy Share Image
“He wondered how it was fair that your dying should depend so much on when you were born.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
What sets worlds in motion is the interplay of differences, their attractions and repulsions. Life is plurality, death is uniformity. By suppressing differences and pecularities, by eliminating different civilizations and cultures, progress weakens life and favors death. The ideal of a single civilization for everyone, implicit in the cult of progress and technique, impoverishes and mutilates us. Every view of… — Octavio Paz Copy Share
Most of us are convinced that we are our egos, which is who we think we are. The ego is part of our incarnation.… — Ram Dass Copy Share Image
I do not want to live at the cost of the life even of a snake. I should let him bite me to death… — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
“It was beautiful. He thought he had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life; that, having seen it, he could die content, knowing that he would never see anything so beautiful again. He wished he could have seen it for longer. More, he wished he could have taken it apart, studied it all the way down to its… — Mira Grant Copy Share
With multiplayer, permanent death, and an ever-changing world to explore and conquer, 'A Valley Without Wind' might be the place you're looking for if… — Rob Manuel Copy Share Image
“What did you see?” she asked gently. His brow furrowed, as if he could not understand the question. Then his eyes turned to the paper on which he'd been writing. They went to the quill that he seemed surprised to see in his hand. When he turned to look at her again, fresh tears spilled from Michel de Nostredame's eyes.… — J. Anthony Torino Copy Share
Those whose life is long still strive for gain, and for all mortals all things take second place to money. — Sophocles Copy Share Image
“I practice Dying--every night-- But have not learned to, still-- Though Talented--by Mortal bones-- For such a common Skill.” — Alan W. Powers Copy Share
“You must understand the pain and grief of losing someone is nothing more than a function of survival.” — Steven Cooper Copy Share Image
I am not a depressive person at all, but I reflect a lot on my life, and life in general, from the perspective of… — Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu Copy Share Image
“Death is a reality that calls the rest of life and all of our assorted strivings into sharp relief.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image
