#grief

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#fear-and-loathing #grief #inspirational #sorrow #inspirational

My idea of God is not a divine idea. It has to be shattered time after time. He shatters it Himself. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#faith #grief #grieving #loss #stillbirth

She needed to recover. His father had died in January; it was only the end of May. They needed to stick to the routine they'd established during the intervening months. in that way, their life would return to its original shape, like a spring stretched in bad times but contracting eventually into happiness. That the world could come permanently unsprung had never occurred to him. (223) ↗

— David Wroblewski

#happiness #recovery #life

Parting is inevitably painful, even for a short time. It's like an amputation, I feel a limb is being torn off, without which I shall be unable to function. And yet, once it is done... life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid and fuller than before. ↗

— Anne Morrow Lindbergh

#grief #death

Grief shared was grief lessened. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#grief #life #death

Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster. ↗

— Kohta Hirano

#desperation #good-and-bad #good-and-evil #grief #hopelessness

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air. ↗

— Gail Caldwell

#cancer #death #friendship #grief #loss

Before I lost my father, I never understood the rituals surrounding funerals: the wake, the service itself, the reception afterward,the dinners prepared by well-meaning friends and delivered in plastic containers, even the popular habit of making poster boards filled with photos of the dear departed. But now I know why we do those things. It's busywork, all of it. I had so much to take care of, so many arrangements to make, so many people to inform, I didn't have a moment to be engulfed by the ocean of grief that was lapping at my heels. Instead, I waded through the shallows, performing task after task, grateful to have duties to propel me forward. ↗

— Wendy Webb

#condolence #death #grief #kindness #sympathy

The train blows through town delivering reality, slapping my face and screaming, “You are alone” Rose colored memories drown, taking their last breath. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#depression #grief #grieving #loneliness #loss

I hadn't thought about Mom as much as I probably should have lately. It was a relief not to have all those emotional waves rolling through me at the mere vision of her face in my mind. Letting go of all the negative thoughts was like blowing out a giant gulp of air that I'd been holding in for what seemed like eternity. ↗

— Karen Ann Hopkins

#depression #emotions #grief #death