Top 100 Quotes On Grief And Sadness
#1. I work grief and sadness out of my body when I dance, and I bring in joy and rhythm.
Inga Muscio
#2. Perfect joy could not be joy alone but must be a joy that somehow contains our past grief and sadness and longing.
Amy Alznauer
#3. Grief and sadness knits two hearts in closer bonds that happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger than common joys.
Alphonse De Lamartine
#4. Again and again, I learn how much friendship enriches my life, bringing warmth, assurance, humour, inspiration, a sense of security. It depends on honesty, trust, loyalty. It's about giving. It's for sharing the good times, but also the tough times, hurt, grief, sadness.
Quentin Bryce
#5. 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
#6. Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.
William Shakespeare
#7. Everything at the moment, my dear, no doubt seems disgusting. I know the mood too well. But being in that mood, Ross, is like being out in the frost. If we do not keep on the move we shall perish.
Winston Graham
#8. Life's pressure is equal to your resistance. Your grief has endless time. Your sadness is bottomless. Your worries are relentless. Your resentment is unquenchable. Your fears are unmovable. Every dimension of your suffering will instruct you, until you have learned your essential lessons.
Bryant McGill
#9. 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
#10. Sometimes, hope is even harder to bear than grief.
Claudia Gray
#11. 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
#12. His absence is so big it's like he's there.
Patrick Ness
#13. A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear,
A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief,
Which finds no natural outlet or relief,
In word, or sigh, or tear.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
#14. Time heals many wounds but this loss becomes the defining sadness of your life.
Claire Cook
#15. 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
#16. 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
#17. Where are you?" I wheeze into the floor. "Where did you go?
Cynthia Hand
#18. 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
#19. You won't do anyone any good if you drop dead of exhaustion," she said to Harper once. I won't do anyone any good if I don't, Harper imagined saying back. I'm not doing anyone any good, one way or another. But she didn't say it. It would've been grief talking, and it was unfair to unload her sadness
Joe Hill
#20. I will instruct my sorrows to be proud; for grief is proud, and makes his owner stoop.
William Shakespeare
#21. I felt like the sky around me was closing me in. Trapping me in some sort of bubble where time stands still and grief would linger on forever.
Molli Fields
#22. When you've been touched by sadness and grief, it makes you vulnerable. And because I am vulnerable, I try to be positive. And when I say 'try,' I really do mean try, because it's an effort.
Marie Helvin
#24. 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
#26. And did with sighs their fate deplore,
Since I must shelter them no more;
And if before my joys were such,
In having heard, and seen too much,
My grief must be as great and high,
When all abandoned I shall be,
Doomed to a silent destiny.
Aphra Behn
#27. I am a trembling mess from hip to knee. There is a terrible heat, a looseness in my innards that makes me want to dig my fists between my thighs. It is a confusing feeling - somewhere between diarrhoea and sex - this grief that is almost genital.
Anne Enright
#28. 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
#29. Shadowed beneath his brow bone were cold dark eyes containing secrets and sadness, bitterness and grief.
T.L. Parker
#30. 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
#31. It's like I have this large black hole in my brain and it's sucking the life out of me. The answers are in there so I sit for hours and stare. No matter how hard and long I look, I only see darkness.
Katie McGarry
#32. There is no loss, if you cannot remember what you have lost.
Claire North
#33. If we are willing, the experience of grief can deepen and widen our ability to participate in life.
John Claypool
#34. The sounds of a man crying is a piteous noise, almost worse than an infant's cry. Babies are either hungry, sick or bored, or need changing. This man was none of those things. He was wrapped in grief as deep as the ocean, and no one could do anything to help him.
Samantha Hayes
#35. Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.
Kohta Hirano
#36. [F]or grief is felt not so much for the want of what we have never known, as for the loss of that to which we have been long accustomed.
Pericles
#37. When you lose your parents, the sadness doesn't go away. It just changes. It hits you sideways sometimes instead of head-on. Like now.
Jude Watson
#38. Ice upon ice, and yet, inside, she melted and mourned all the same.
Katherine McIntyre
#39. Amina would not know herself until years later, when she understood what it was to long for someone, to ache for their smell and taste on you, to imagine the weight of their hips pinning yours so precisely that you crane up to meet your own invisible desire
Mira Jacob
#40. [A] person whose head is bowed and whose eyes are heavy cannot look at the light.
Christine De Pizan
#42. Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine.
Charlotte Bronte
#43. I'd never felt more human than I did when my mother lay in bed, dying. This was not the frailty of a man who is said to be "only human," subject to a weakness or a vulnerability. This was a wave of sadness and loss that made me understand that I was a man expanded by grief.
Don DeLillo
#44. Sorrow on another's face often looks like coldness, bitterness, resentment, unfriendliness, apathy, disdain, or disinterest when it is in truth purely sadness.
Richelle E. Goodrich
#45. In the end I didn't know who I was crying for, but it was something my body wanted to do, as though trying to digest grief.
Simon Van Booy
#46. Why it is that life can change so quickly?"
"How it's possible for a heart to stop beating so suddenly, instantly breaking all the hearts that were ever connected to it? But the truth is there is no sense in what happened to Jarrod. None that I can see. I wish I had a better answer, but I don't.
Samantha Young
#47. I never even heard her voice."
And after a while:
"It is a strange grief."
Softly:
"To die of nostalgia for something you never lived.
Alesandro Bariko
#48. She has been surprised by grief, its constancy, its immediacy, its unrelenting physical pain.
Michelle Latiolais
#49. There are places I cannot visit. Places of unbearable sadness, grief, mourning. They say places are made by people. I say places are defined by the memories they conjure - the lunge of a curse, a shared and shattered history, a loved one drowned and lost in the ocean of forgetting.
Psyche Roxas-Mendoza
#50. Baby, don't build a monument for me of your sadness. You wouldn't have wasted your tears when I was alive. Why make an ocean of them now when it's over? The future you dreamed is a dream. Dream something else.
Stephanie Roberts
#51. Happiness is a choice, To make a choice is utilizing your freewill to choose. Courage is getting out of your own way to let Happiness happen in your life in Abundance!
Sereda Aleta Dailey
#52. They were dressed in black, silent, and dry-eyed, as befits the norms of sadness in a country accustomed to the dignity of grief
Isabel Allende
#53. There is often grief that comes with loving, Moshe. But it is worth it.
Bodie Thoene
#54. Have I thought long to see this morning's face,
And doth it give me such a sight as this?
William Shakespeare
#55. I cried harder. I didn't want to, but I couldn't stop myself.
I couldn't stop myself, so I thought about all the bad things and I fed it and fed it until I was crying so hard I had to gasp for breath between sobs.
Ransom Riggs
#56. Either way, the view stabbed its way into his chest, as if it were trying to finish him off before he even landed.
Sere Prince Halverson
#57. In truth, nothing was the same. She forgot about the stars ... and taking notice of the sea. She was no longer filled with all the curiosities of the world and didn't take much notice of anything ... other than how heavy ... and awkward the bottle had become.
Oliver Jeffers
#58. What an awful thing then, being there in our house together with our daughter gone, trying to be equal to so many sudden orders of sorrow, any one of which alone would have wrenched us from our fragile orbits around each other.
Paul Harding
#59. Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.
Veronica Roth
#60. Grief doesn't come in a landslide. It seeps in,while you are sleeping. First you start in dreaming. Then your wake-up time carries over the sadness. And last your whole days are filled like a tumbler of water,filled with an aching that drips over the edge and doesn't have anywhere to go.
Jerrie Oughton
#61. I was so incredibly nostalgic for a life I knew I'd never, ever have again.
Paige Harbison
#62. If it were possible to heal sorrow by weeping and to raise the dead with tears, gold were less prized than grief.
Sophocles
#63. The scene sucker-punched Max. He never saw it coming. It encapsulated in one poignant instant the tragic beauty of his family history.
Sol Luckman
#64. I want people to be more open and tolerant. I want them to know that behind every stranger is a backstory that is the common denominator - for we all share in the human experience: pain, sadness, grief, lack of love, and then, with hope and help, step by step achievements.
Oprah Winfrey
#65. Grief, it seemed, drove Voldemort out ... though Dumbledore, of course, would have said that it was love.
J.K. Rowling
#66. My friend lost his mother when we were at college. I spent a lot of nights talking with him. Lot of nights." He pauses. "I know what it's like. You don't just get over it. And it doesn't make any difference if you're supposedly a "grown-up". And it never goes away,
Sophie Kinsella
#67. Oh there is always sadness. Always grief. I have heard folks say this life could be all hardship and sorrow, if we let it be. If we let our hearts seal over.
Susan Fletcher
#68. Someday, beyond the clouds and all the world's wrongs, there will be love, compassion and justice, and we shall all understand.
Flavia Weedn
#69. You can't truly heal from a loss until you allow yourself to really FEEL the loss.
Mandy Hale
#70. Letting myself fall wasn't easy. It wasn't hard either. It was a calling that I had to honour. I did honour. I took a plunge into my dark abyss. I faced my grief, my fear, my sadness, my loneliness, my anguish, myself. (Page 78)
Neena Verma
#71. Grief is as much about regret for what you've never had as sadness for what you've lost.
David Nicholls
#72. Sorrow is not itself evidence of maladjustment but of the adjustment process itself.
Germaine Greer
#73. Sometimes I think God is like weather - you may not like
the weather, but it has nothing to do with you. You just happen to be there. Deal with it. Sadness
and grief are part of being human and always will be.
Douglas Coupland
#74. He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom.
Doppo Kunikida
#75. It is better to drink of deep grief than to taste shallow pleasures.
William Hazlitt
#76. There is a small difference between being sad and grieving about something. When we want something and we don't get it, we get upset or sad. But if this continues and keeps on repeating, our sadness accumulates in our hearts and turns into a grief
Tushar Upreti
#77. The old happiness is unreturning. Boy's griefs are not so grievous as youth's yearning. Boys have no sadness sadder than our hope.
Wilfred Owen
#78. I miss you with the very edge of my skin.
It winces in absence,
a giant muscle contracting.
Valentina Cano
#79. I wasn't prepared for the fact that grief is so unpredictable. It wasn't just sadness, and it wasn't linear. Somehow I'd thought that the first days would be the worst and then it would get steadily better - like getting over the flu. That's not how it was.
Meghan O'Rourke
#80. To multiply the years and divide by the desire to live is a kind of false accounting.
Peter Heller
#81. There are words and accents by which this grief can be assuaged, and the disease in a great measure removed.
Horace
#82. In our culture I think most people think of grief as sadness, and that's certainly part of it, a large part of it, but there's also this thorniness, these edges that come out.
Anthony Rapp
#83. Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist breath whistling through willow reeds; a pattering beat background to the mourner's melody. Rain is a soft song of compassion for the brokenhearted.
Richelle E. Goodrich
#84. She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
Jonathan Safran Foer
#85. She stood back and wiped the sweat-sting from her eyes. The air was clean. Her hands brown with dirt. Pride surged through her, raw and immense; she had believed happiness to be an absence - of fear, of pain, of grief - but here it roared in her as powerful as any sadness.
Anthony Marra
#86. When someone close to you dies, you feel like you might die too. It takes some of the life out of you for a time.
Lisa Bedrick
#87. How should they know? I can't reveal
to a single friend what my soul conceals,
whom I'm in love with or what I believe -
my dreams, my thoughts - or why I grieve.
Hristo Botev
#88. We may thank God that we can feel pain and know sadness, for these are the human sentiments that constitute our glory as well as our grief.
Eugene Kennedy
#89. Some losses never heal you just learn to carry the burden and shed a tear every now and then
Tina Gayle
#90. Joys as winged dreams fly fast, / Why should sadness longer last? / Grief is but a wound to woe; / Gentlest fair, mourn, mourn no moe.
John Fletcher
#91. The causes of familial discord and distance are countless, but the results are often the same: secrecy, blame, sadness, hurt, confusion, and feelings of loss and grief.
Sharon Salzberg
#92. We weren't that different after all, our souls laden with the same ache of loss, our hearts bursting with the same longing to save what remained of all we loved.
Rachel L. Schade
#93. Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.
Jose N. Harris
#94. absence
looks like a lake bed flooded with sky
sounds like cotton howling
tastes like tear-stained pillows
smells like churning bile and burnt hair
feels like screaming agony, my heart dying and dying
Beth Morey
#96. In my life, no three miles have been flat and no three days have had sun. I've been brave in the past, but now I'm beyond devastated. My grief is like dense clouds that cannot be dispersed. I can't think beyond the blackness of my clothes and heart.
Lisa See
#98. Change and loss and sadness and grief are the shared lot of all human beings ... we are all making our way from one end of life to the other hoping
for whatever intervals of time we can manage it
to feel safe and content and strong and at ease. [p.40]
Sylvia Boorstein
#100. I just try to write what I think would really happen, and with grief and tragedy, there are these naturally occurring moments of levity and humor and absurdity. I think that's what life is really like. Sadness gets interrupted, and happiness gets interrupted.
Kaui Hart Hemmings
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