Grief Husband Quotes

#1. I think first of the children. What the hell am I supposed to tell them? Then I think about money, the house, all those things no widow will tell you ever crossed her mind.

Shannon Celebi

#2. And for yourself, may the gods grant you your heart's desire, a husband and a home, and the blessing of a harmonious life. For nothing is greater or finer than this, when a man and woman live together with one hear and mind, bringing joy to their friends and grief to their foes.

Homer

#3. Should I rejoice in the inferiority of my fate?" - John Lockwood

Noorilhuda

#4. Perhaps that's what she caught, not Life Fatigue but just grief over a broken heart--and the bitterness that comes with being cheated too early of something true--like a young husband's love.

Joseph G. Peterson

#5. The grief of widowhood, of losing a husband and only to be harassed by his brothers, remained pressed on her.

Panashe Chigumadzi

#6. Grief that is dazed and speechless is out of fashion: the modern woman mourns her husband loudly and tells you the whole story of his death, which distresses her so much that she forgets not the slightest detail about it.

Jean De La Bruyere

#7. Her capacity for family affection is extraordinary. When her third husband died, her hair turned quite gold from grief.

Oscar Wilde

#8. Dear Mrs., Mr., Miss, or Mr. and Mrs. Daneeka: Words cannot express the deep personal grief I experienced when your husband, son, father, or brother was killed, wounded, or reported missing in action.

Joseph Heller

#9. A wife who loses a husband is called a widow. A husband who loses a wife is called a widower. A child who loses his parents is called an orphan. There is no word for a parent who loses a child. That's how awful the loss is.

Jay Neugeboren

#10. You loved him. He loved you. You believed in each other. That is what you lost. It doesn't matter whether it's labeled a husband or a boyfriend. You lost the person you love. You lost the future you thought you had.

Taylor Jenkins Reid

#11. Sometimes there was the pure, primal pain of grief, and other times there was anger, the frantic desire to claw and hit and kill, and sometimes, like right now, ther was just ordinary, dull sadness, settling itself softly, suffocatingly over her like a heave fog.
She was just so damned sad.

Liane Moriarty

#12. You okay, Mum?" said Rob.
"I'm fine," said Rachel. She went to reach for her cup of coffee and found that she didn't have the energy to even lift her arm.

Liane Moriarty

#13. We shall me much less miserable together.' -Emma Darwin to husband Charles upon grief for loss of daughter Annie

Deborah Heiligman