#grief

And perhaps there is a limit to the grieving that the human heart can do. As when one adds salt to a tumbler of water, there comes a point where simply no more will be absorbed. ↗

— Sarah Waters

#mourning #moving-on #sadness #water

The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#sorrow #community

What happens when you let go, when your strength leaves you and you sink into darkness, when there's nothing that you or anyone else can do, no matter how desperate you are, no matter how you try? Perhaps it's then, when you have neither pride nor power, that you are saved, brought to an unimaginably great reward. ↗

— Mark Halperin

#letting-go #pride

Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every breath is full of choking. There is nothing to hold on to, no sides, no way to claw myself up. There is nothing to do but let go. Let go. Feel the weight all around you, feel the squeezing of your lungs, the slow, low pressure. Let yourself go deeper. There is nothing but bottom. There is nothing but the taste of metal, and the echoes of old things, and days that look like darkness. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#lauren-oliver #color

No hour is ever eternity, but it has its right to weep. ↗

— Zora Neale Hurston

#grief

My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel. ↗

— Alice Hoffman

#grief

The more one suffered and lived, the more one had known of joy and grief, the deeper the response must be if an artist were great enough to summon it. ↗

— Rachel Field

#artists #grief #joy #life #life-and-living

Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#guilt #guilt

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#healing #magnus-bane #time #will-herondale #grief

It doesn't get better," I said. "The pain. The wounds scab over and you don't always feel like a knife is slashing through you. But when you least expect it, the pain flashes to remind you you'll never be the same. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#grief #pain #grief