#loved

the afterlife mattered to me. Heaven and hell and reincarnation. As much as I wanted to know how Alaska had died, I wanted to know where she was now, if anywhere. ↗

— John Green

#death

Death wasn't a movie where the pretty star faded away with a touch of pale makeup and every hair in place. ↗

— Soheir Khashoggi

#death-of-a-loved-one #faces-of-death #reality-of-death #death

It’s ironic that when I was alive, all I thought about was death. ↗

— Loretta Ellsworth

#death

I know she isn’t coming back, but I still think that she will. Nothing can make that go away. We figure out what death means when we’re born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial about it. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#death

Love yourself as you love your neighbour. If you love your neighbour with a heavy heart, love yourself too with a heavy heart. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#dislike #friends #friendship #hate #heart

once ruffle-skirted vanity table where I primped at thirteen, opening drawers to a private chaos of eyeshadows lavender teal sky-blue, swarms of hair pins pony tail fasteners, stashes of powders, colonies of tiny lipsticks (p.39) ↗

— Barbara Blatner

#colon-cancer #death #death-and-dying #death-and-sickness #death-at-home

You will never be skeleton, when I am in ghost. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#gone #leaving #death

We would also have to say goodbye to the joy of watching this next generation soak up the massive quantities of love their grandmother would have given them, and seeing them learn that there was someone in the world who loved them as much as their parents did: a grandmother who was delighted by all their quirks and who thought they were the most amazing creatures on earth. ↗

— Will Schwalbe

#grandmother #death

I was standing in our dining-room thinking of nothing in particular, when a cablegram was put into my hand. It said, 'Susy was peacefully released today.' It is one of the mysteries of our nature that a man, all unprepared, can receive a thunder-stroke like that and live. ↗

— Mark Twain

#death-of-a-loved-one #death

If, as a culture, we don’t bear witness to grief, the burden of loss is placed entirely upon the bereaved, while the rest of us avert our eyes and wait for those in mourning to stop being sad, to let go, to move on, to cheer up. And if they don’t — if they have loved too deeply, if they do wake each morning thinking, I cannot continue to live — well, then we pathologize their pain; we call their suffering a disease. We do not help them: we tell them that they need to get help. ↗

— Cheryl Strayed

#grief #love #mother #death