3,968 Quotes About Grief

I want to push it all away into a closed-off part of my mind where it can no longer trouble me.

Things do still touch me. It surprises me, this capacity within me still to see and feel the beauty in life. I would have expected it to be snuffed out by sorrow.

That's where I am now, caught between past and future.

Now I know that lives tear too. Can they be re-sewn, re-configured, sides to middle, new strength found? Even if they can, I know I will always feel the tell-tale ridge down the centre, at the heart of me.

I feel him in it; in the dappled sunlight dancing on the bed; in the branches swaying outside my bedroom window; in the leaves trembling in the breeze.

I am glad to have had yesterday with its pain and joy. I am glad to have been able to feel it all.

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.

That sun, that light had faded, and she had faded with them. Now she was as grey as the season itself.

I've found a connection in his music I've never felt before, and it keeps stabbing me in the heart.