#grieving

The great love is gone. There are still little loves - friend to friend, brother to sister, student to teacher. Will you deny yourself comfort at the hearthfire of a cottage because you may no longer sit by the fireplace of a palace? Will you deny yourself to those who reach out to you in hopes of warming themselves at your hearthfire? ↗

— Mercedes Lackey

#grieving #life-lesson #lost-love #love #life

But grieving people are selfish. They won’t let you comfort them and they say you don’t understand and they make you feel useless when all your life you’ve been functional to them. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#georgie #grieving #lucia #selfish #life

My heart goes out to the grieving parents who lost their two-year-old or their newborn. ↗

— Elizabeth Edwards

#grieving #heart #lost #newborn #out

For in grief nothing "stays put." One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral? But if a spiral, am I going up or down it? How often -- will it be for always? -- how often will the vast emptiness astonish me like a complete novelty and make me say, "I never realized my loss till this moment"? The same leg is cut off time after time. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#faith #grief #grieving #loss #stillbirth

If there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it, Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!' The jaws of darkness do devour it up; So quick bright things come to confusion. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love #pain #sorrow #death

Thoughts, pictures of him would come to me just a second after waking, shocking me from the forgetfulness of sleep, striking blows that were almost physical. And even in sleep I was not completely free. So often sleep brought dreams of him. ↗

— Bernard Taylor

#grief #grieving #loss #dreams

Remember Old Nan's stories, Bran. Remember the way she told them, the sound of her voice. So long as you do that, part of her will always be alive in you. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#grieving #inspirational #stories #inspirational

Why write wrong if the writing won’t right the wrong? (90) ↗

— Sandra M. Gilbert

#grieving #writing #death

Everyone who lives long enough to love deeply will experience great losses. Don't let fear of loss, or the losses themselves, take away your ability to enjoy the wonderful life that is yours. ↗

— Barbara "Cutie" Cooper

#grief-inspirational #grieving #loss #love #experience

Samo si mene imao, osim onih grobova kod kuće, sad više nikog nemamo ni ti ni ja, ti si mene izgubio prije nego ja tebe, ili možda nisi, možda si mislio da stojim pred ovom okovanom kapijom, kao što bi ti stajao zbog mene, možda si se do posljednjeg časa nadao da ću ti pomoći, i kamo sreće da si mi toliko vjerovao, ne bi te uhvatio strah od konačne samoće, kad nas svi napuste. A ako si sve znao, neka mi Bog pomogne. ↗

— Meša Selimović

#grieving #sorrow #death