#grief

It is better to die than to preserve this life by incurring disgrace. The loss of life causes but a moment's grief, but disgrace brings grief every day of one's life. ↗

— Chanakya

#brings #causes #day #die #disgrace

What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first... it's amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree's heartwood. ↗

— Ron Rash

#life #loss #love #pain #sadness

The interesting thing about grief, I think, is that it is its own size. It is not the size of you. It is its own size. And grief comes to you. ↗

— Stephen Colbert

#comes #grief #i #i think #interesting

It occurs to me that we allow ourselves to imagine only such messages as we need to survive. ↗

— Joan Didion

#imagine #messages #survival #survive #imagination

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

It's like I have this large black hole in my brain and it's sucking the life out of me. The answers are in there so I sit for hours and stare. No matter how hard and long I look, I only see darkness. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#grief #sadness #life

They always prided themselves on looking youthful. “Forty’s the new thirty,” they’d joke. Until heartbreak and grief enter your life, and then forty’s the new one hundred. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#georgie #grief #heartbreak #life

It seemed so simple in a lot of ways, to use a basic melody to pull away from myself. To ease the pain and hide my feelings deep within a metaphor that only I understood. I couldn’t have foreseen that my quiet and dark night of the soul would start me down a path of expression through song. ↗

— Mike Ericksen

#healing-grief #music #music

Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart. ↗

— José N. Harris

#grieving #hope #loss #love #pain

Sometimes she'd go a whole day without thinking of him or missing him. Why not? She had quite a full life, and really, he'd often been hard to deal with and hard to live with. A project, the Yankee oldtimers like her very own Dad might have said. And then sometimes a day would come, a gray one (or a sunny one) when she missed him so fiercely she felt empty, not a woman at all anymore but just a dead tree filled with cold November blow. She felt like that now, felt like hollering his name and hollering him home, and her heart turned sick with the thought of the years ahead and she wondered what good love was if it came to this, to even ten seconds of feeling like this. ↗

— Stephen King

#love #life