#grief

Learning about all those different things psychologically - about grief and my own addictions and problems and stuff like that, and really getting an education on it, I think it was part of the process of it, learning about it and trying to lick it. ↗

— Richie Sambora

#addictions #different #different things #education #getting

Parables, yes. We here are to lead life with woe. Tasting bitter. the Tai Chi instructor ↗

— Lynne Sharon Schwartz

#grief #parables #sorrow #tai-chi #life

Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die. ↗

— Karl Shapiro

#blow #chart #die #eyes #face

Love is a debt, she thought. When the bill comes, you pay in grief. ↗

— Mary Doria Russell

#love #love

No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#heart #heartbreak #love #love

Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo. ↗

— Hisham Matar

#grief #love

When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunrise we once saw to be beautiful. ↗

— A.M. Hudson

#grief #inspiration #loss #love #the-heart-s-ashes

No worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief, More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring. Comforter, where, where is your comforting? Mary, mother of us, where is your relief? My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief- woe, world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing — Then lull, then leave off. Fury had shrieked 'No ling- ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief'. O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep, Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep. ↗

— Gerard Manley Hopkins

#depression #despair #grief #suffering #age

And then I feel guilty, because I know all these offers are made in vain. I know I cannot get my mother back healthy for a day. ... My mom is sick, sick and dying, and no bargaining will change that. And it's in all the books, bargaining, which makes me embarrassed. Look at me grieving my textbook grief. - 150 ↗

— Robin Romm

#death-of-a-loved-one #grief #change

Grief is love turned into an eternal missing ↗

— Rosamund Lupton

#grief #love #death