#mourning

It was a fine cry - loud and long - but it had no bottom and it had no top, just circles and circles of sorrow. ↗

— Toni Morrison

#sula #mourning

Do not ruin today with mourning tomorrow. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#philosophy #present-moment #mourning

We all live with our losses. We don't want to, but we can ↗

— Carrie Jones

#mourning

The others cast themselves down upon the fragrant grass, but Frodo stood awhile still lost in wonder. It seemed to him that he had stepped through a high window that looked on a vanished world. A light was upon it for which his language had no name. All that he saw was shapely, but the shapes seemed at once clear cut, as if they had been first conceived and drawn at the uncovering of his eyes, and ancient as if they had endured for ever. He saw no colour but those he knew, gold and white and blue and green, but they were fresh and poignant, as if he had at that moment first perceived them and made for them names new and wonderful. In winter here no heart could mourn for summer or for spring. No blemish or sickness or deformity could be seen in anything that grew upon the earth. On the land of Lórien, there was no stain. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#lorien #lothlorien #purity #mourning

The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#mourning

It's not sipping wine. It's a mourning wine. You drain it. Like this. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#wine #mourning

The whole world can become the enemy when you lose what you love. ↗

— Kristina McMorris

#grief #loss #mourning #tragedy #war

It was a huge shock. I've never had hair that short in my life! I think the rest of the cast and crew were mourning my haircut more than I was! But after a while, I felt liberated, I learned to embrace it. ↗

— Camilla Belle

#cast #crew #embrace #felt #had

Suffering invites us to place our hurts in larger hands. In Christ we see God suffering – for us. And calling us to share in God’s suffering love for a hurting world. The small and even overpowering pains of our lives are intimately connected with the greater pains of Christ. Our daily sorrows are anchored in a greater sorrow and therefore a larger hope. ↗

— Henri J.M. Nouwen

#crucifix #death #grief #jesus #loss

Our dead are never dead to us until we have forgotten them: they can be injured by us, they can be wounded; they know all our penitence, all our aching sense that their place is empty, all the kisses we bestow on the smallest relic of their presence. ↗

— George Eliot

#mourning #death