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Sorrow makes us all children again — destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
People think grief somehow fades with time. "Time heals," they say. What a crock. There's no cure for this. You can't accept it. You can't absorb it. Grief is a rabid animal you hold at bay. ~The InBetween, "Made of Stone" [S1, E2, 2019], written by Richard Hatem
His loss had left a wound in Darlene's chest that felt physical, a perpetual ache. ~Abby Geni, The Wildlands, 2018
Sometimes, even after someone dies, you want to send them a postcard. ~Dr. SunWolf, 2016 December 27th tweet, professorsunwolf.com
No one can keep his griefs in their prime; they use themselves up. ~E.M. Cioran
In the grief of losing someone,
Why do I feel like the lost one?
~Terri Guillemets, "Left behind," 2007
The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse while they flow,
That no comfort can bring;
With those exciting scenes will blend,
O'er pleasure's pathway thrown,
But memory is the only friend
That grief can call its own.
The mind will, in its worst despair,
Still ponder o'er the past,
On moments of delight that were
Too beautiful to last;
To long-departed years extend,
Its visions, with them flown;
For memory is the only friend
That grief can call its own.
~Alfred Bunn (1796–1860), "The Heart Bowed Down," music by Michael William Balfe
And night doth nightly make grief's strength seem stronger. ~William Shakespeare
Healing from grief is allowing the courage and purpose within you and the love someone else left you, to merge and create a new sense of being. ~Terri Guillemets
Grief is a species of idleness. ~Samuel Johnson
Grief moves at its own pace. ~Simon N. Whitney, M.D., J.D.
I too, have been a mourner. Sorrow deep
Its lava-tide around my pathway roll'd...
All joy grew dim before my tearful eye,
Which but the shadow of the grave could see;
There was no brightness in the earth or sky,
There was no sunshine in the world for me.
~Mary Ann H. Dodd Shutts (1813–1878), "The Mourner"
Grief is historian of the heart. ~Terri Guillemets
Grief is itself a medicine. ~William Cowper, Charity
Dr Owen Harding: Well, it's this confounded living in the past and trying to conjure up ghosts, you know — this playing with the supernatural —it's not doing you any good.
John Carteret: I get a great deal of comfort out of what you call conjuring up ghosts. There's nothing supernatural about it — it's beautifully natural.
Dr Owen: Well, if it gives you any happiness! But I don't think I realized how much these years have changed you. Your grief's become a habit.
~Jane Cowl & Jane Murfin, Smilin' Through, 1919 play, and Smilin' Through, 1932 movie [This is a mash‑up quote I created by combining words from the play and movie. The play was originally published under the pseudonym Allan Langdon Martin. The movie was written by Vajda, West, Stewart, Fagan, Balderston, Marion, & Meehan, and was adapted from the play.
Immediate grief is a falling to the knees, a bleeding of the heart, a blow to the soul. Ongoing grief is a getting up; a call to move on; a healing and a strengthening; a melding of soul with sorrow, with loss, with life; a transformation of self to a new being, rebuilt with the leavings of another. ~Terri Guillemets
All the smaller emotions had been crushed beneath the weight of his loss. ~Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers, 2016
What does it comfort me, if still he walks
Beside me all the while, invisibly?
What does it help me, that a dear ghost mocks
Blind eyes with unseen smiles?...
Find the graveward track
And bring my darling back!
~Elizabeth Chase Akers Allen (1832–1911), "Consolation," c.1866
For the past three months, Darlene had waited for the fact of her father's death to reach every corner of her mind. She had been through this process when Mama died; she knew how it would unfold. Right now, each morning was its own little funeral. She would wake up and listen for Daddy's footsteps, sniff the air for his pipe smoke, open her eyes, and remember. Every morning she lost him... ~Abby Geni, The Wildlands, 2018
Grief — the great redefiner of life. ~Terri Guillemets
In my Lucia's absence
Life hangs upon me, and becomes a burden;
I am ten times undone, while hope, and fear,
And grief, and rage and love rise up at once,
And with variety of pain distract me.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey. ~Kenji Miyazawa
Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. ~From the television show The Wonder Years
We acquire the strength we have overcome. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Time is a physician that heals every grief. ~Diphilus
'T is grief, but all its bitterness is past;
'T is sorrow, but its murmurings are o'er.
Within my soul, which to the storm was bow'd,
Now the white wing of Peace is folded deep;
And I have found, I trust, behind the cloud,
The blessing promised to the eyes that weep.
So thou wilt find relief. For deepest woe
A fount of healing in our pathway springs...
~Mary Ann H. Dodd Shutts (1813–1878), "The Mourner"
No one ever really dies as long as they took the time to leave us with fond memories. ~Chris Sorensen
The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul arises from the feeling that there is in every individual something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone, and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost. ~Arthur Schopenhauer
There's a bit of magic in everything, and some loss to even things out. ~Lou Reed, "Magic and Loss"
Grieving makes us stronger
It gives us a spirit of grace
And the grace of spirit
Our hearts feel weaker
But living past loss is
the ultimate courage
We honor our loved ones
by living on despite,
and all the more because.
~Terri Guillemets, "Memorial," 2019
[W]ounds of the spirit... are most gently soothed and made whole by the passing years. Under the old scars flows again the calm, healthful tide of life.... Under a great loss the heart impetuously cries that it can never be happy again, and perhaps in its desperation says that it wishes never to be comforted. But though angels do not fly down to open the grave and restore the lost, the days and months come as angels with healing in their wings. Under their touch aching regret passes into tender memory; into hands that were empty new joys are softly pressed; and the heart that was like the trees stripped of its leaves and beaten by winter's tempests is clothed again with the green of spring. ~George S. Merriam
Sometimes, grief is relief. ~Terri Guillemets, "Suffering begone," 2002
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish,
Come at the shrine of God fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish—
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
~Thomas Moore, c.1813, published in Sacred Songs, 1816
Regret is the glue that makes grief stick around for a lifetime. ~Terri Guillemets
There was nothing to do for that kind of loss — no solution to it, no medicine for it. You just coped as best you could. The ache was dull but profound, like the unanswered call of a lonely coyote. ~Abby Geni, The Wildlands, 2018
Grief twists the heart
and contorts the mind
carves the spirit hollow...
~Terri Guillemets, "Grieving to the marrow," 2019
By... this gleaming perpendicular milky way, his soul was slowly healed; but he was long imprisoned in the dark, cold, serpent's nest of envenomed pains; they entwined and crawled over him, even to his heart. ~Jean Paul Fr. Richter, "501st Station," The Campaner Thal: or, Discourses on the Immortality of the Soul, translated from German by Juliette Bauer
Grief bores holes
in our hearts & heads
like a woodpecker
— peck peck peck
— knock knock knock
You can't make it stop
Eventually it flies away
— but leaves pits
that never fully heal
There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go. ~Author Unknown
Why does cold weather refresh old griefs?
More quiet for reflection?
Longer nights to lay awake?
Like citrus, grief is a winter fruit.
If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble. ~Moliere
Love stabs at loss with pangs of past happiness. ~Terri Guillemets
We have learned so many lessons,
Since our heads were bowed in grief,
That have kept our boat from crashing
On life's ragged, rocky reef.
~Gertrude Tooley Buckingham, "To One I Love" (1940s)
Grief is processing what's been taken from you, what's still within you, and all the blessings and memories left behind by the one you're grieving. ~Terri Guillemets
Loss is nothing else but change, and change is Nature's delight. ~Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
Grief is a haunted lake that's all too easy to drown in. ~Terri Guillemets
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. ~Robert Ingersoll
Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it. ~Jacques Prévert
When you're used to seeing someone day after day, for years on end, and then suddenly they're gone, you ~Terri Guillemets, "Abrupt," 2019
The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep. ~Henry Maudsley
Fresh petals of grief will eventually wilt and fall away
And along with tears and love, memories and time
They will nourish the seeds of healing underneath —
Life will re-flower as acceptance, strength, and peace
Every evening I turn my worries over to God. He's going to be up all night anyway. ~Mary C. Crowley
She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts. ~George Eliot
While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. ~John Taylor
Let grief and guilt stay not too long as houseguests. ~Terri Guillemets
Our hearts mourn when a loved-one departs, but with courage we learn to accept their absence in our lives. In gratitude, we appreciate the time that was given. And with love, the memories are not forsaken. We continue to create new ones so we can smile again. ~Dodinsky
As long as I can I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars, for both of us. ~Sascha, as posted on motivateus.com