When grief is deepest, words are fewest.
She heard him mutter, 'Can you take away this grief?''I'm sorry,' she replied. 'Everyone asks me. And I would not do so even if I knew how. It belongs to you. Only time and tears take away grief; that is what they are for.
Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.
Before the beginning of yearsThere came to the making of manTime, with a gift of tears;Grief, with a glass that ran;Pleasure, with pain for leaven;Summer, with flowers that fell;Remembrance, fallen from heaven,And madness risen from hell;Strength without hands to smite;Love that endures for a breath;Night, the shadow of light,And Life, the shadow of death.
Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy must have somebody to divide it with.
Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep -- he hath awakened from the dream of life -- 'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep with phantoms an unprofitable strife.
Where grief is fresh, any attempt to divert it only irritates.
While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till grief be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.
Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.
In this quiet place on a quiet streetwhere no one ever finds usgently, lovingly, freedom gives back our pain.--from poem In a Quiet Place on a Quiet Street
When I saw your strand of hair I knew that grief is love turned into an eternal missing.
Grief is in two parts. The first is loss. The second is the remaking of life.
You can never recover from losing a person you love, but you can find a way to let it be part of your life rather than letting it take over every part of you
How we respond to grief can shape our present
The death of loved ones often awakens the death inside of us.
How do people know they are sane? Can a person be gripped by lunacy, only to be released a short time later, never to relive the episode again?
To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.
...beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears...
Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.
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