Dead Loved One Quotes

#1. We learn to face the reality and the pain of our loss, to say good-bye to the dead loved one, to restore ourselves, and to reinvest in life once again.

Judy Tatelbaum

#2. It's not that people don't know when they'll die. It's that they don't seem to know they'll die.

Raheel Farooq

#3. She was so alone. Dead to the world. No one to love. No one who loved her.

Allison Brennan

#4. If I'm dead right now, I know it was at your hand. No one else in heaven or hell had power over me. Please don't cry, I was dead before I met you, I was born the day you loved me, and my love for you will keep me alive.. Forever.

Unknown

#5. Could I tell them I was sorry their loved one was dead, when he'd tried to kill me? There was no rule of etiquette for this; even my grandmother would have been stymied.

Charlaine Harris

#6. The dead sit at our tables long after they have gone.

Mitch Albom

#7. Every second of everyday I still love them, and I won't believe they are dead until I see it for myself.

Shannon A. Thompson

#8. I found this butterfly dead on our porch a few weeks ago. I have pressed it. It's one of those whose wing beats you loved best. You once said it reminded you of my heartbeat. None sounded sweeter.

Jan-Philipp Sendker

#9. It was one of those rare times when remembering the dead was more inmportant than tending to the needs of the living.

Dean Koontz

#10. For what seemed a long time Mat knelt there with his father's dead wrist in his hand, while his mind arrived and arrived and yet arrived at that place and time and that body lying still on the soiled and bloodied stones.

Wendell Berry

#11. When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn So many I loved were not yet dead, So many I love were not yet born.

Ogden Nash

#12. Oh, my Margaret
my Margaret! no one can tell what you are to me! Dead
cold as you lie there you are the only woman I ever loved! Oh, Margaret
Margaret!

Elizabeth Gaskell

#13. One must learn to live with the living before one can learn to live with the dead.

Irvin D. Yalom

#14. O youth! The strenght of it, the faith of it, the imagination of it! ( ... ) I think of her with pleasure, with affection, with regret - as you would think of some one dead you have loved. I shall never forget her ... Pass the bottle.

Joseph Conrad

#15. What kind of wife would I be if I left your father simply because he was dead?

Jess Walter

#16. Graves are for the living, not the dead. It gives us something to concentrate on instead of the fact that our loved one is rotting under the ground.

Laurell K. Hamilton

#17. Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it a bright streak of fire. "Someone is dying," thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now dead, had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.

Hans Christian Andersen

#18. Probably most catastrophes end this way without an ending, the dead not even knowing how they died ... ,those who loved them forever questioning "this unnecessary death," and the rest of us tiring of this inconsolable catastrophe and turning to the next one.

Norman Maclean

#19. Dead mothers are rather fashionable these days. They lend such an attractive air of tragedy.

Heidi Schulz

#20. 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

#21. We weep as we witness the dead of a loved one.

Lailah Gifty Akita

#22. I felt betrayed and absolutely livid, but my body wasn't smart enough to know it. It had liked the feel of his hands, wanted more of it, wanted it now. It was almost like there were two of me, one who heartily approved of the mage and one who would have dearly loved to see him dead.

Karen Chance

#23. And now the birds were singing overhead, and there was a soft rustling in the undergrowth, and all the sounds of the forest that showed that life was still being lived blended with the souls of the dead in a woodland requiem.
The whole forest now sang for Granny Weatherwax.

Terry Pratchett

#24. If one drops dead in the street, friends and loved ones are shocked, stricken, but a long lingering death loses all nobility and drama, while relatives and friends await the inevitable end in a succession of weary anti-climaxes.

Alanna Knight

#25. How cool is it to go into your own backyard, talk directly to the spirit of your own loved one and request a response from them in the form of a spirit photograph.

Robyn L. Reynolds

#26. There is no new beginning. No second chance.
You turned to me and I wasn't there.
You are dead. If I had taken your call, you would be alive.
It's as blunt as that.
I'm sorry.

Rosamund Lupton

#27. My heart felt withered, a neglected fruit that would never again sweeten, now that my love was dead.

Cheryl R Cowtan

#28. No one is truly dead until they are no longer loved.

Theophile Gautier

#29. The dead are never truly gone. They linger in our minds and hearts and torture us with a malice they were not capable of in life.

Courtney M. Privett

#30. Tem loved the mortuaries, though no one he knew was dead. Still he would beg to go, to grasp the hand of any adult willing to wind down those plush-carpeted stairways, past the sleek vaults, inviting and bright.

Katharine E.K. Duckett

#31. Think of him still as the same, I say, He is not dead, he is just - away.

James Whitcomb Riley

#32. At one time or another all normal people have wished their loved ones were dead.

Albert Camus

#33. He was dead.
No trace of pain, no sufferings, no victimization.

Prerna Varma

#34. We loved - and it has all gone, somewhere...
We loved - and now our love is frozen,
and now it lies, one wing spread out, raising
its little feet - a dead sparrow on the damp
gravel... But we loved... we flew...

Vladimir Nabokov

#35. The days carry the living along; the dead are left behind. It was disconcerting to discover how everything went on without Papa. The sun came up and went down, the roses bloomed, the birds sang, the stars wheeled overhead exactly as they had before

Juliet Waldron

#36. There is, you will concede, a limit to the niceties a man is obliged to fulfill when his wife is dead and not yet cold.

Allan Dare Pearce

#37. I think writers process their own experiences through the characters and situations they write. So for Batman, I used my own experience of losing a loved one. Grief is a strange place; it's like an altered state. You might sleep too much, so you can see the dead in your dreams.

Ann Nocenti