Top 86 Sad Grief Quotes
#1. The display of grief makes more demands than grief itself. How few men are sad in their own company.
Lucius Annaeus Seneca
#2. She said once that time is nothing to me but a series of bookmarks that I use to jump back and forth through the text of my life, returning again and again to the events that mark me in the eyes of my more astute colleagues, as bearing all the characteristics of the classic melancholic.
Dennis Lehane
#3. You don't understand," Alecto replied vacantly. "It isn't that I want to die ... I just don't want to exist.
Rebecca McNutt
#4. She felt her in her heart all the time now, yearning for her lost love and lamenting for past mistakes. The Lady's grief was overwhelming sometimes, making Sofia sad for no reason at all, especially at night when the world around her grew quiet and there were no distractions.
Effrosyni Moschoudi
#6. If one bad thing befell me, I immediately linked it to every bad thing that had happened in the last week or might happen in the coming week. And when I became sad, I was prone to wallow in grief, piling up my woes and sprawling on them like a dragon on a hoard.
Robin Hobb
#7. 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
#8. There were
things, he said mournfully, that perhaps could never be told, only he
had lived so much alone that sometimes he forgot
he forgot. The light
had destroyed the assurance which had inspired him in the distant
shadows.
Joseph Conrad
#9. The first rose on my rose-tree
Budded, bloomed, and shattered,
During sad days when to me
Nothing mattered.
Grief of grief has drained me clean;
Still it seems a pity
No one saw, - it must have been
Very pretty.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
#10. All vices sink into our whole being, if we do not crush them before they gain a footing; and in like manner these sad, pitiable, and discordant feelings end by feeding upon their own bitterness, until the unhappy mind takes a sort of morbid delight in grief.
Seneca.
#11. So it's true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.
E.A. Bucchianeri
#12. Great griefs exhaust. They discourage us with life. The man into whom they enter feels something taken from him. In youth, their visit is sad; later on, it is ominous.
Victor Hugo
#14. Someday being with Dex will be a distant memory. This fact makes me sad too. Its the initial stages of grief that seem to be worst but in some ways, Its sadder as time goes by and you consider how much they're missed in your life.
Emily Giffin
#15. Please don't tell me, it was less painful than a broken backbone, a forgotten poem, a lost home.
Khadija Rupa
#16. This was what real grief felt like - she had never truly felt it before. All the times she had been sad, all the times she had wept in her life, all the glooms and melancholies were merely moods, mere passing whims. Grief was a different thing altogether.
Dan Chaon
#17. When the horror of his grief was new to him, and every object in life, however trifling or however important, seem saturated with his one great sorrow.
Mary Elizabeth Braddon
#18. When you feel sad, you are participating in a venerable experience, to which I, this monument, am dedicated. Your sense of loss and disappointment, of frustrated hopes and grief at your own inadequacy, elevate you to serious company. Do not ignore of throw away your grief
Alain De Botton
#19. I have no right to be sad about anything. No right to have therapy from expensive doctors like you for losing children who never existed. There is real grief in the world. There are real mothers losing real children.
Liane Moriarty
#20. Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.
Munia Khan
#21. My world is a million shattered pieces put together, glued by my tears, where each piece is nothing but a reflection of YOU.
Sanhita Baruah
#23. You can't judge someone else's grief - we're all grieving something, and everyone has the right to be sad about whatever the hell they want to be sad about.
Amanda Richardson
#24. He's gone now. He did something terrible, but ... he did good things, too. And he kept us well. And it's all right if you are sad.
Anne Ursu
#25. I do hope that when the day comes, whether in 1, 10, or 100 years, I don't want you to think of me and feel sad.
Esther Earl
#26. To grieve at any loss, be it of friend or property, weakens mind and body. It is no help to the friend grieved for. It is rather an injury; for our sad thought must reach the person, even if passed to another condition of existence, and it is a source of pain to that person.
Prentice Mulford
#27. I'll remember you ... I remember everyone I've lost.
Rebecca McNutt
#28. But around her, the air was sad, somehow. And behind the smile in her eyes, the Grief was a fresh, shining blue. Because of a calamitous car crash. Because of a Joe-shaped hole in the universe.
Arundhati Roy
#29. If grief or anger arises, Let there be grief or anger. This is the Buddha in all forms,Sun Buddha, Moon Buddha, Happy Buddha, Sad Buddha. It is the universe offering all things to awaken and open our heart.
Jack Kornfield
#30. Human beings suffer agonies, and their sad fates become legends; poets write verses about them and playwrights compose dramas, and the remembrance of past grief becomes a source of present pleasure - such is the strange alchemy of the spirit.
Upton Sinclair
#31. In a matter of moments, I awakened to a life that wasn't mine. It was like peering into a dark hidden world that I wasn't supposed to know about and that my mind didn't want to believe existed.
Mike Ericksen
#32. It is in dialogue with pain that many beautiful things acquire their value. Acquaintance with grief turns out to be one of the more unusual prerequisites of architectural appreciation. We might, quite aside from all other requirements, need to be a little sad before buildings can properly touch us.
Alain De Botton
#33. Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.
Charles Bukowski
#34. There I go When my heart all worn by grief Sinketh low. Where my baseless hopes do lie There to find my peace, go I. Sad and slow . .
Doris Kearns Goodwin
#35. Grief denied will surface in borrowed clothes, the mad, sad clothes of paranoia, fear or loneliness
Johnny Rich
#36. In Today's time
The HUMAN not sad from own GRIEF
he's sad because it's seen the JOY of other's people
It's called DOLLISHNESS..
Don't go into this DARKNESS.. !!
Shubham Singh
#37. Why do people feel better when they blame someone? I don't know. Maybe it just feels better to be angry than to be sad.
Kate McGahan
#38. Once, when I was little, I asked her if she'd cried when my father had fallen to his death.
At the funeral? I mean, the burial?
No, I did not.
Because you weren't sad?
Because it was nobody's business if I was.
Khaled Hosseini
#40. I play until my fingers are blue and stiff from the cold, and then I keep on playing. Until I'm lost in the music. Until I am the music
notes and chords, the melody and harmony. It hurts, but it's okay because when I'm the music, I'm not me. Not sad. Not afraid. Not desperate. Not guilty.
Jennifer Donnelly
#42. The belief that a person can and should only feel grief over one sad event at a time is a truly disturbing estimate of our emotional capacity.
Jennifer Armintrout
#43. Ava turned to the side, staring out into the dark. In profile, her face was suddenly tired and sad, and Cole felt the urge to wrap himself around her. To protect her from whatever was dragging her down.
Danika Stone
#44. But when she finally got the wings to fly she realized she had nowhere else to go to ...
Sanhita Baruah
#45. 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
#46. I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.
George R R Martin
#47. My tears are like the quiet drift of petals from some magic rose; and all my grief flows from the rift of unremembered skies and snows. I think that if I touched the earth, it would crumble; it is so sad and beautiful, so tremulously like a dream.
Dylan Thomas
#48. I know that you're sad right now. Grieve, but don't hold onto it. Grief smothers out life. Let it go. Remember me and be happy. You have an incredible life ahead of you. Make the most of every minute. Starting right now.
Kim Holden
#49. Rough wind, the moanest loud Grief too sad for song; Wild wind, when sullen cloud Knells all the night long; Sad storm, whose tears are vain, Bare woods, whose branches strain, Deep caves and dreary main, Wail, for the world's wrong!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#50. 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
#51. With time the unbearable becomes shocking, becomes sad, and finally becomes poignant.
Rosanne Cash
#52. Don't be sad, don't be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief - your time for joy will come, believe me.
Alexander Pushkin
#53. It's not TIME that heals everything, it is SLEEP ...
Sleeping is the perfect answer to all doubts and troubles.
Leaving the world of reality behind and disappearing in to a world of make-believe and imaginations, is a solace you get from nothing else ...
Sanhita Baruah
#54. I look up, and Jackson's eyes find mine. For a second, it almost feels like we're about to race into the hole to join you. Being buried alive has got to be better than whatever comes next.
Adam Silvera
#55. But my world fell apart, and all they could do, the whole universe, was to silently move on.
Khadija Rupa
#56. I realized that whilst crying over the loss, the living did not seem adequate because they were not my loved one. The room full of strangers hurt me profusely. Even as I saw thousands of young people; I felt incomplete and more saddened because the one I wanted to see was buried.
Phindiwe Nkosi
#57. Waking in the morning, I had to remember grief all over again. It was sunny, a white winter sun, and that made me sad.
Olivia Sudjic
#58. 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
#59. It preoccupies me until it's time to leave. It seems such the right expression of grief. I am sad, so in whatever small way I can, I will tear myself apart. They've taken what's on the inside and made it visible. If I thought it wouldn't be inappropriate I'd do it myself.
Jael McHenry
#61. When we are sad ... it can be comforting to cling to familiar objects, to things that don't change.
Donna Tartt
#62. I am taking this in, slowly,
Taking it into my body.
This grief. How slow
The body is to realize
You are never coming back.
Donna Masini
#63. I knelt in front of life, folded my hands and prayed for some more time; there couldn't be any. My heart bled and so did my tearful eyes.
Time, they say, flies, but I saw it slowly passing by taking each of my tardy breaths with it as it walked out of my life ...
Sanhita Baruah
#64. Adults tend to repress their pleasure. Sad to say, I think we become adults only through disappointment, grief, and lies. So of course gradually we become tough, less sensitive.
Jean-Louis Gassee
#65. His absence is so big it's like he's there.
Patrick Ness
#68. I know how to be the witness to her grief. I don't know how to be this kind of villain.
Holly Black
#69. If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together, In sad or singing weather, Blown fields or flowerful closes, Green pleasure or grey grief; If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
#71. Never say you understand someone's pain if you haven't felt the same, because not only would you sound mocking but also ignorant.
Lolah Runda
#73. Sorrow and scarlet leaf, Sad thoughts and sunny weather. Ah me, this glory and this grief Agree not well together!
Thomas Parsons
#74. Time doesn't heal all wounds. We both know that's bullshit; it comes from people who have nothing comforting or original to say.
Adam Silvera
#76. We all want to do something to mitigate the pain of loss or to turn grief into something positive, to find a silver lining in the clouds. But I believe there is real value in just standing there, being still, being sad.
John Green
#78. 'The Killing' has a really great combination of qualities: Even though it's very sad and deals with mourning and grief, it's still exciting. It's about real people and it doesn't shy from the painful points of life.
Joel Kinnaman
#79. Every morning, I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks. Once my eyes open, I'm heavy, like there's to much gravity on my heart.
Sarah Ockler
#80. As he was marched away, Evan looked back over his shoulder at me. Through his grief-stricken expression, he smiled. So sad, so full of love, and so full of what might have been. Then he was gone
Emma Scott
#81. We weep for gladness, weep for grief;
The tears they are the same;
We sigh for longing, and relief;
The sighs have but one name,
And mingled in the dying strife,
Are moans that are not sad
The pangs of death are throbs of life,
Its sighs are sometimes glad.
George MacDonald
#82. It is of no avail to know what is about to happen; for it is a sad thing to be grieved when grief can do no good.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
#83. Grief embraced him and welcomed him back, showering tears upon his arrival.
Faraaz Kazi
#84. Mrs. Potter said you were a kind and loving soul, underneath all the rest. I guess that means your heart's so sad that it's hard to get out from under the weight. When I was sad about my mother dying, Granny used to say grief is the heaviest thing to carry alone. So I know all about that -Mike
Pam Munoz Ryan
#85. Oh Lady, let the sad tears fall
To speak thy pain,
Gently as through the silver dusk
The silver rain.
Oh, let thy bosom breathe its grief
In such soft sigh
As hath the wind in gardens where
Pale roses die.
Adelaide Crapsey
#86. To this day, she's still sad. Because there's not some finite amount of pain inside us. Our bodies and minds just keep manufacturing more of it. I'm just saying that I took the pain that was inside of her at that moment and made it my own. And it didn't hurt me at all.
Tom Perrotta
