3,968 Quotes About Grief
- Author Lori Nelson Spielman
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Every unshed tear in my chest suddenly breaks anchor. I slide to the bathroom floor sobbing.
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- Author Stephenie Meyer
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It was like someone had died- like I had died. Because it had been more than just losing the truest of true loves, as if that were not enough to kill anyone. It was also losing a whole future, a whole family- the whole life that I'd chosen...
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- Author Homer
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…and they limp and halt, they’re all wrinkled, drawn, they squint to the side, can’t look you in the eyes, and always bent on duty, trudging after Ruin, maddening, blinding Ruin. But Ruin is strong and swift—She outstrips them all by far, stealing a march, leaping over the whole wide earth to bring mankind to grief.
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- Author Rosamund Lupton
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As the vicar said 'in sure and certain hope of eternal life' you turned to me,'I don't want sure and certain hope, I want sure and certain, Bee.'At your funeral I wanted sure and certain too. But even the church can only hope, not promise, that the end of human life is happy ever after.
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- Author Maddy Kobar
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For the funeral, I had to show my proper mourning face. Truly, I longed to break down and have a full-on emotional attack; perhaps if I let myself go long enough, I might get all the pain out of my system. I had no hope of doing such a thing in front of everyone I knew. It simply wasn't proper.
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- Author Richie Norton
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It's a tunnel, not a cave.
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- Author Courtney C. Stevens
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When you pick up a casket, you feel the weight of it very differently than you think you will. We carry it. It carries us. The real weight is carrying each other.
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- Author C.J. Redwine
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I love you best, and I'll miss you forever.
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- Author Gerard Donovan
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The shovel worked in and out of the light beams as the dirt hit him in the stomach, on his back, fell into his ears, his eyes, as I covered him along with the things that had made him: his walks, his rest, his eating when hungry, the stars he watched sometimes, the first day I brought him home, the first time he saw snow, and every second of his friendship, what he took with him into silence and stillness ...
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