Quotes about Grief

Who would have guessed you'd be crying over that old hay bag." But that wasn't it at all, Elinor saw that from the look on his face when he turned to her. That was the attachment, that was the way he held on to her.

She had been grief stricken as her father lay dying but now she felt weightless, the way people do when they're no longer sure they have a reason to be connected to this world.

Evan's head was filled with the sound of water. He thought of the ghost in the grass, her blue dress and bare feet. He thought of the way the doves had flown up into the sky all in a rush, startled by gunfire, and then all he could think was that despite everything that happened, he was alive.

Loss does different things to different people. Some fall apart. Some, like the Finder, rebuild. I have done both. I have crawled under my table and refused to come out. I have covered myself with thorns and tattoos. I have planted a garden, reached out to my neighbors, begun to write down my story.

Matt and Will got out and hoisted the wolfhound inside. The faithful deserve something, on this everyone agreed: kindness, at least, consideration, naturally; most of all, the right to their grief.

If you are loved, you never lose the person who loved you. You carry them with you all your

And I don't believe you dead. How can you be dead if I still feel you? Maybe, like God, you changed into something different that I'll have to speak to in a different way, but you not dead to me Nettie. And never will you be.

T}here is a point at which even grief feels absurd. And at this point, laughter gushes up to retrieve sanity.

There is a special grief felt by the children and grandchildren of those who were forbidden to read, forbidden to question or to know.

I do not grieve in the abstract, but in the heart.

The death of my father is probably the biggest thing that I ever faced. Daddy and I were best friends.

The business of life summons us away from useless grief, and calls us to the exercise of those virtues of which we are lamenting our deprivation.