Top 100 Quotes About Grief Loss
#1. writing is a sanity-saving companion for people in times of grief, loss, illness, and other accidents of fate.
William Zinsser
#2. Playing a Disney princess is the most amazing, unbelievable thing and on the other, it's completely terrifying. I would say it's a cocktail of every sort of emotion. Princesses are great role models, they teach you about grief loss and have big hearts.
Lily James
#3. Whoever wrote Shakespeare is a working class hero be he an aristocrat or a peasant. Shakespeare is a great leveler. We're presented with kings, queens, emperors and giants who feel the same things as everyone else: jealousy, love, anger, bitterness, grief, loss.
Rhys Ifans
#4. Sometimes, I get afraid it has defined me, that sense of grief, loss and illness. But actually, it is about allowing myself to take hold and say: 'This is part of who I am, but not only who I am.'
Sam Taylor-Wood
#5. When one encounters enough strangeness, then what is strange ultimately becomes familiar.
The mind can accommodate itself to almost anything, given time: pain, grief, loss, even the possibility that the dead talk to the living.
John Connolly
#6. Grief is NOT a mental illness or an emotional disorder. Anyone who tells you otherwise has never experienced it for themselves.
Rebecca McNutt
#7. All of my conjuring had led only to ruin and death. Now I was a wounded witch, waiting in the forest, undone.
Ariel Levy
#8. You will find the way, daughter of the forest. Through grief and pain, through many trials, through betrayal and loss, your feet will walk a straight path.
Juliet Marillier
#9. May you hear my feeble voice! It will tell you that here below there is a heart full of the memory of you.
Herculine Barbin
#10. William's mother, dead these six years. He spoke of her with love, but without grief. Six years, and whatever the loss, happiness steals back.
Mary Stewart
#11. Give yourself a set period of time to grieve and heal before focusing on financial matters.
Lois P Frankel
#12. There's no way around grief and loss: you can dodge all you want, but sooner or later you just have to go into it, through it, and, hopefully, come out the other side. The world you find there will never be the same as the world you left.
Johnny Cash
#13. Just as it is impossible to explain childbirth to a woman who has never given birth, it is impossible to explain child loss to a person who has never lost a child.
Lynda Cheldelin Fell
#14. I miss you so much. Maybe if I say your name over and over again, it will eventually feel wrong to me. Like a word you write too many times suddenly doesn't look right anymore. I will try that.
Kate McGahan
#15. To stand firm in the condition of loss, is to understand where we are in the process
S.L. Northey
#16. Grief isn't a luxury; it's an appropriate response to loss. You don't just will it away. If you allow it to run its course, it will fade with time, but if you ignore it or pretend it doesn't exist, it only gets worse.
Richard Paul Evans
#18. Grief is an amputation, but hope is incurable haemophilia: you bleed and bleed and bleed.
David Mitchell
#19. I find myself smiling, finally. I guess I do remember how to do it. You just turn the corners of your mouth up.
Taylor Jenkins Reid
#20. Grief, she reminded herself, is almost always for the mourner's loss.
Orson Scott Card
#21. In your grief, too, I weep, mother of little children, You who will murder your own, In vengeance for the loss of married love
Euripides
#22. This was how to help a family who has just lost their child. Wash the clothes, make soup. Don't ask them what they need, bring them what they need. Keep them warm. Listen to them rant, and cry, and tell their story over and over.
Ann Hood
#23. Grief was not a line, carrying you infinitely further from loss. You never knew when you would be sling-shot backward into its grip. -
Brit Bennett
#24. Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
William Shakespeare
#25. When a woman miscarries, the experience of the father is often forgotten. But men grieve pregnancy loss too...
Various
#26. My heart has joined the Thousand, for my friend stopped running today.
Richard Adams
#27. Sometimes it's hard to see the rainbow when there's been endless days of rain.
Christina Greer
#28. We all handle loss in our individual ways, grieve in all kinds of ways. We all go through feeling okay sometimes, but other times, we feel so bad we hurt ourselves or those around us.
E. Journey
#29. It feels like I'm stuck in one spot. It's been this way for a long time. I know you understand, but now you're moving on without me. And I - I'm not ready to be alone.
Brent Jones
#30. The inlet
our friend looks as he did
when we first knew him,
and until I wake I believe
I will die of grief, for I know
that this boy grew into a man
who was a faithful friend
who died.
Wendell Berry
#31. Grief is a disease. We were riddled with its pockmarks, tormented by its fevers, broken by its blows. It ate at us like maggots, attacked us like lice- we scratched ourselves to the edge of madness. In the process we became as withered as crickets, as tired as old dogs.
Yann Martel
#32. In that moment, I welcomed back the light and let go of the fear, the feelings of unworthiness, the past, the loss, the wallowing, the grief and the anger. I let go of the illusion of control in our losses, of our afflictions.
Ariana Carruth
#33. To lose a sibling is to lose the one different from you. There's no one now against whom to say: But I am like this. I am this.
Sofia Samatar
#34. The train blows through town
delivering reality,
slapping my face and screaming,
"You are alone"
Rose colored memories drown,
taking their last breath.
Kellie Elmore
#35. For my part I have no joy in tears after dinnertime. There will always be a new dawn tomorrow. Yet I can have no objection to tears for any mortal who dies and goes to his destiny. And this is the only consolation we wretched mortals can give, to cut our hair and let the tears roll down our faces.
Homer
#36. Of all the ills that circumstance forces upon man, separation from a beloved object is, perhaps, the most salutary. Separation is the crucible wherein love undergoes the test absolute; in the fire of loss, grief softens to indifference or hardens to enduring need.
Katherine Cecil Thurston
#37. The lessons of impermanence taught me this: loss constitutes an odd kind of fullness; despair empties out into an unquenchable appetite for life.
Gretel Ehrlich
#38. My grief journey is my own. Others may walk it with me, but no one can walk it for me.
Danny L. Deaube
#40. I lost someone close to me once . . . Taught me to live in the moment. Life is short, you know?
Brent Jones
#41. Some of the choices you make might not always turn out to be the best ones, but at least you are learning as you go.
Elizabeth Berrien
#42. Somehow the thought she might be next wasn't nearly as terrifying as the realization he was gone.
Marcha A. Fox
#44. Sometimes, hope is even harder to bear than grief.
Claudia Gray
#45. Learning to live again wholeheartedly includes letting love flow freely in and out of your heart.
Elizabeth Berrien
#46. It was that you had to be so careful with grief. Grief sought connections: it stacked, or swarmed. It was only the first time you experienced sorrow that it stood alone, with nothing attached to it.
Meg Howrey
#47. Saving You
The darkness takes him over,
the sickness pulls him in;
his eyes - a blown out candle,
I wish to go with him.
Sometimes I see a flicker
a light that shone from them;
I hold him to me tightly,
before he's gone again.
Lang Leav
#48. Sitting on my bed with all these things I used to love but not loving them anymore, I just wanted to set them on fire. That's when I knew I was never going to be all right again.
Wendy Walker
#49. His absence is so big it's like he's there.
Patrick Ness
#50. With their mother lying in a coma twenty miles away, they clung together drunkenly and wept for the loss of their father.
Richard Yates
#52. Mourning is never really complete. The mappings of the old play remain in the cortex, like those mappings of the phantom limb.
Robert A Berezin
#53. During that time, The Mouth came by to pray with us, and my dad began to spend his evenings sitting in the yellow lawn chair and staring at the highway, or down in the basement with his isotope material, finding comfort in the stability that's created from decay.
Miriam Toews
#54. Community is about sharing my life; about allowing the chaos of another's circumstances to infringe on mine; about permitting myself to be known without constraint; about resigning myself to needing others.
Sandy Oshiro Rosen
#55. Time heals many wounds but this loss becomes the defining sadness of your life.
Claire Cook
#56. Sometimes it's a comfort to tell the same stories over and over; sometimes it's a torture
Corey Ann Haydu
#57. Nothing crushes the soul of a father more than the loss of the beloved son he failed to lavish his love on.
Janvier Chouteu-Chando
#58. The idea that a loss will get easier as time passes, is complete bullshit. It doesn't get easier; you just learn to function while balancing the large burden on your shoulders.
S.D. Hendrickson
#59. I don't dare touch her. Loss is a knowledge I'm sorry to have. Perhaps the only thing worse than experiencing it, is watching it replay anew in someone else
all the awful stages picking up like a chorus that has to be sung.
Lauren DeStefano
#60. I should be scared, but I am far too excited to let in any fear.
Aimee DuFresne
#61. What his uncle does not understand is that in walking backwards, his back to the world, his back to God, he is not grieving. He is objecting. Because when everything cherished by you in life has been taken away, what else is there to do but object?
Yann Martel
#62. Verily, a man should not cling to those who have passed, for he will likely neglect service to the living.
Wayne Gerard Trotman
#63. I don't say goodbye very easily, Anna. Not gracefully or prettily.Goodbye tears your heart out and leaves it a feast for carrion birds who happen by.
Patricia Briggs
#64. You don't have a monopoly on pain or loss. It's a level playing field - we all lose - we all grieve. It's what remains afterwards that defines us. Guilt is the poison we pump into our own veins. It's self-inflicted torture.
R.W. Patterson
#65. Nature does not abandon us. Rather, it helps us in accepting our loss, grief and pain. It stays with us, even cries with us. It gifts us openings, may be more than once, to heal, transcend and re-emerge. (Page xii)
Neena Verma
#66. The more we love the more we lose. The more we lose the more we learn. The more we learn the more we love. It comes full circle. Life is the school, love is the lesson. We cannot lose.
Kate McGahan
#67. I think, therefore I am. My fingers that caress these rose and frangipani petals are a result of my thoughts. I feel content, tender. I feel entranced, ecstatic and besotted by the fragrance of the flowers and this is because of my thoughts.
Mohamed Latiff Mohamed
#69. Mourning is one of the most profound human experiences that it is possible to have ... The deep capacity to weep for the loss of a loved one and to continue to treasure the memory of that loss is one of our noblest human traits.
Edwin S. Shneidman
#70. So much ice.
She thumbed a drying tear away.
How much water can the weight of ice carry?
Dianna Hardy
#71. He may take long walks
in the raining dark
almost aimlessly
to a spot of soaked grass
in a neighbor's open field.
He's decided this is the place
for you and him to meet again.
Kristen Henderson
#72. She'd not known grief would come in waves, brought on by the smallest of things. Nor had she realized that ordinary acts of living would continue even after the loss of a love and that it would remain possible to get caught up in the moment of a simple pleasure before remembering.
Tess Thompson
#74. Where are you?" I wheeze into the floor. "Where did you go?
Cynthia Hand
#75. As a child I had dealt with a lot of loss and grief. I was constantly losing my parents, losing my home, constantly moving around, living with this stranger, that stepfather, or whatever.
Erin Gray
#76. But as the years passed, he missed her more, not less, and his need for her became a cut that would not scar over, would not stop leaking.
Dennis Lehane
#77. Embrace your grief. For there, your soul will grow.
Carl Jung
#78. 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
#79. Goodbye," she told him, running her hand across his broad back one last time. "I love you. And I'll never, ever stop missing you.
Kate Lattey
#80. My mind couldn't fit itself around the shape of his absence.
Lia Mills
#81. How many years does it take to grow into someone?
Sarah Schmidt
#82. When we are sad ... it can be comforting to cling to familiar objects, to things that don't change.
Donna Tartt
#83. And then came a time when I could no longer say 'We,' and I found myself in a lonesome land where no one remembered that I had ever been young, or called me by my given name.
Candace Wheeler
#84. I felt guilty because I was upset by the loss of one friend when the Old Man had lost nearly everyone he loved. Loss, I soon learned from him, is not measured in numbers. It's not comparative. It's in here. I'm touching my chest now.
Michele Young-Stone
#85. She was gone but it seemed she was still always there, right at the center.
Georgia Blain
#87. Everything we come across becomes a part of us. It doesn't matter how small or insignificant it is ... or how devastating. One story here, one story there, that's what I see when I look back at my life. An accumulation of everything I went through.
Bhaskaryya Deka
#88. When we start rating each other's lives and afflictions, we lose a bit of our humanity, compassion and perspective.
Ariana Carruth
#89. As she cried, I could feel growing there, as had once before, a presence between us: the tiny perfect form of Sherry nestled between her parents' bodies. Our bodies were shaped by her absence, by the almost unbearable weight of her loss.
Robert J. Wiersema
#90. I felt like I was being carried over the threshold of a sisterhood of loss. I knew I was not walking alone, and that eventually I would bob back up to the surface of the deep, because the women around me showed me what healing looks like.
Anna White
#91. Some part of me broke in prayer that morning, and some part of me was reborn as I gave myself fully and completely to prayer and to God in that moment.
Ariana Carruth
#92. There is a realm in which miracles are possible and do take place. The door to this realm is the belief in all possibilities and YOU are the key.
Vivian Amis
#93. I am someone who has a cold heart. If I am beside a great grief I throw barriers up so the loss cannot go too deep or too far. There is a wall instantly in place, and it will not fall.
Michael Ondaatje
#94. I never thought that freedom would feel so much like grief.
Rosamund Hodge
#95. But time soon passes. Even the deepest pain eventually loses its edge in the more vivid reality of the present; then, what once was unbearable becomes strangely familiar. And after much familiarity, it assumes the insignificance of just another milestone, ever marking the journey to higher ground.
N. Maria Kwami
#96. I've held it together all this time. I've held it together because I had to, carrying the grief and the fear even when I thought the weight would crush me.
Claudia Gray
#97. Life has a way of filling up one's time with many different things to do. So much so that you turn a blind eye to the things that really matter.
Innocent Mwatsikesimbe
#98. What I want to know is how you go on when you look around
and don't see anywhere you want to go without the only person
you can't have.
Charlotte Eriksson
#99. I guess I always thought it would be bigger, when a terrible thing happened. Didn't you think so? Doesn't it seem like houses ought to be caving in, and lightning and thunder, and people tearing their hair in the street? I never - I never thought it would be this small, did you?
Dan Chaon
#100. By all accounts Rafe's life had been shattered by the loss of his brother Peter. But whereas she turned away from drink when Draven died, Rafe had simply upended a barrel of brandy on his head and hadn't taken that hat off since.
Eloisa James
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