3,968 Quotes About Grief

Listen, Harper. I realize how hard this is for you."A flash of anger heats up in my chest. She doesn't understand. She can't. If she did, she'd leave me alone instead of trying to force me to talk about this.

Then there’s the kind of zombie I’ve become now: the one who has lost everything—his brain, his heart, his light, his direction. He wanders the world, bumping into this, tripping over that, but keeps going and going. That is life after death.

When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing.

Grief is love turned into an eternal missing

Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you mourning?""A point of view.

When we are close to someone, in a physical way, for an extended period of time, our actual body will grieve if they are no longer available to us. Our body has its own memory.

How are we any different?You and I are the same.How are we any different?We both share the same name.Is that anyway to live with those who we supposed to love?Is that anyway to live by building walls between you and me?

Stress is a fickle glue. Our concern over Zach should have cemented us to each other. Instead, we drew our agony around ourselves like a force field. Inadequate protection at best. Distance-maker at worst. It was as if letting ourselves be vulnerable with each other would have made us brittle. We couldn't afford to crumble.

We functioned. We remained committed to each other. But how was it that we felt so disconnected when permanently connected by a shared tragedy?