#mourning

LAVINIA: I want to feel love! Love is all beautiful! I never used to know that! I was a fool! We'll be married soon... We'll make an island for ourselves on land and we'll have children and love them and teach them to love life so that they can never be possessed by hate and death! ↗

— Eugene O'Neill

#mourning-becomes-electra #beauty

Can I tell you something? It wasn't so bad. Not so bad at all right then, me scowling at the dirt, James in his bed, the way it always always was. Look, if that's all that happened, if his dying just meant that I would be waiting for him to say something instead of listening to him say something, it would have been fine. ↗

— Elizabeth McCracken

#mourning #death

There is nothing to be compared to this, 'cause we lost our brother, our hero. The world is mourning. We are mourning. The fans are mourning. It is unreal. Unbelievable. ↗

— Jermaine Jackson

#cause #compared #fans #hero #lost

Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion. ↗

— Dylan Thomas

#lost-love #love #mourning #death

I consider that 9/11 was the day when war was started against my own work and against myself. Even though we are not sure of the links, Iraq was one of the countries that did not lower its flags in mourning on 9/11. ↗

— Adam Michnik

#consider #countries #day #did #even

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

— John Geddes

#mourning #people-and-places #dreams

And they will pause just for an instant, and give a sigh to me, and think, "Poor girl!" believing they do great justice to my memory by this. But they will never, never realize that it was my single opportunity of existence, as well as of doing my duty, which they are regarding; they will not feel that what to them is but a thought, easily held in those two words of pity, "Poor girl!" was a whole life to me, as full of hours, minutes, and peculiar minutes, of hopes and dreads, smiles, whisperings, tears, as theirs: that it was my world, what is to them their world, and that in that life of mine, however much I cared for them, only as the thought I seem to them to be. Nobody can enter into another's nature truly, that's what is so grievous. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#grieving #life #mourning #death

I -- I alone know how to mourn for him as he deserves.' But while we were still shaking hands, such a look of awful desolation came upon her face that I perceived she was one of those creatures that are not the playthings of Time. For her he had died only yesterday. And, by Jove! the impression was so powerful that for me, too, he seemed to have died only yesterday -- nay, this very minute. I saw her and him in the same instant of time -- his death and her sorrow -- I saw her sorrow in the very moment of his death. Do you understand? I saw them together -- I heard them together. ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#death #devotion #mourning #sorrow #time

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on into the unimaginable generations. ↗

— John Banville

#death #grief #immortality #life-goes-on #loss

You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own. ↗

— Antonio Porchia

#lacks #mourning #own #river #see