#grief

In this way unwittingly the Widow-to-Be is assuring her husband’s death—his doom. Even as she believes she is behaving intelligently—“shrewdly” and “reasonably”—she is taking him to a teeming petri dish of lethal bacteria where within a week he will succumb to a virulent staph infection—a “hospital” infection acquired in the course of his treatment for pneumonia. Even as she is fantasizing that he will be home for dinner she is assuring that he will never return home. How unwitting, all Widows-to-Be who imagine that they are doing the right thing, in innocence and ignorance! ↗

— Joyce Carol Oates

#grief #love #widowhood #death

There came a moment in this journey when I freely realized that the lives most of lead are small. Important, but small. Our radius reaches family, clients, friends for whom we do selfless and amazing feats. But our sphere of influence is local.... So our illnesses/deaths are small, too. Not unimportant. Just local in nature... - 209 ↗

— Robin Romm

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

There was something about other people's grief that was so exposing, so personal, that she felt she shouldn't be looking. ↗

— Jane Fallon

#grief #life #personal #death

It is the heart that has been pierced that feels the most. ↗

— Jocelyn Murray

#heartbreak #love #sorrow #love

Forgive my grief for one removed Thy creature whom I found so fair I trust he lives in Thee and there I find him worthier to be loved. ↗

— Alfred Tennyson

#love-faith-in-god #faith

But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief. ↗

— Miriam Toews

#grief #love #love

For all her culture's attention to the physical, it seemingly has little to salve the creatural anguish of losing someone else's body, their touch, their heat, their oceanic heart...she doesn't want another body, she wants the body she loved, the forceps scar across his cheek that she traced with her hand, his penis, its elegant sweep to the side, the preternaturally soft skin. One wants what one has loved, not the idea of love. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#loneliness #longing #loss #lost-love #mourning

...there's the suffering from love and the suffering from grief - either pain permanently scars the soul... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #scars #soul #suffering #love

We bumped into other silent lines of kids going in the same direction. We looked like we were much younger and our lines were headed to the cafeteria or recess or the carpool line. Or it could’ve been a fire drill. Except for the stone-faced police officers weaving between us with rifles. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#grief #gun-violence #laura-anderson-kurk #love #school-shooting

...People are not one-dimensional. People do not live on one plane... ↗

— R. Elizabeth Carpenter

#kiss #loss #love #virgin-widow #widow