#mourning

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ↗

— a headstone in Ireland

#epitaph #mourning #death

To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought...? ↗

— Roland Barthes

#loss #love #mourning #death

Holding the knife with the blade against my palm, it became so clear how my life would only contain shadows now. Shadows of things gone; not just the people themselves but everything connected to them. Was this my future? Every moment, every tiny thing I saw and did and touched, weighted by loss. Every space in this house and my town and the world in general, empty in a way that could never be filled. ↗

— Jennifer Castle

#grief #loss #mourning #tragic-death #death

It's easier to miss her at a cemetery, where she's never been anything but dead, than to miss her at all the places where she was alive. ↗

— John Scalzi

#death #loss #mourning #death

Clown: Good Madonna, why mournest thou? Olivia: Good Fool, for my brother's death. Clown:I think his soul is in hell, Madonna. Olivia:I know his soul is in heaven, Fool. Clown: The more fool, Madonna, to mourn for your brother's soul being in heaven. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#mourning #death

In Egypt: Under no conditions, under threat of death could anyone kill a cat. People were exceuted for even killing a cat accidentally. And when a cat died, the whole family, and probably their closest friends, went into mourning, the measure of their personal loss signalled by their shaving off their eyebrows. ↗

— Roger A. Caras

#death #egypt #mourning #death

...The heart mourns people and places and returns to them in dreams... ↗

— John Geddes

#mourning #people-and-places #dreams

I transform "Work" in its analytic meaning (the Work of Mourning, the Dream-Work) into the real "Work" - of writing.) for: the "Work" by which (it is said) we emerge from the great crises (love, grief) cannot be liquidated hastily: for me, it is accomplished only in and by writing. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#grief #mourning #writing #dreams

Gifts of grace come to all of us. But we must be ready to see and willing to receive these gifts. It will require a kind of sacrifice, the sacrifice of believing that, however painful our losses, life can still be good — good in a different way then before, but nevertheless good. I will never recover from my loss and I will never got over missing the ones I lost. But I still cherish life. . . . I will always want the ones I lost back again. I long for them with all my soul. But I still celebrate the life I have found because they are gone. I have lost, but I have also gained. I lost the world I loved, but I gained a deeper awareness of grace. That grace has enabled me to clarify my purpose in life and rediscover the wonder of the present moment. ↗

— Gerald Lawson Sittser

#grace #grief #loss #mourning #faith

It's time to live with what we have and mourn what we lost. ↗

— Lev Grossman

#loss #mourning #life