612 Quotes About Mourning
- Author Christine Silverstein
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I know how you feel. I hope you're keeping busy. You look good. You will see the gift in this tragedy. Time will heal. The holidays will be tough. It will get easier. I'm glad to hear you're doing well. You're a strong person. Have you gone away at all? How are the kids? How's his mother doing? Call me if you need anything, anything at all.
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- Author Donna Hilbert
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Interregnum of old life and new. Angry with you for this dislocation. I loved you in my other life.
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- Author Natasha Sajé
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How much she's learned through love about everything, including that quadrant of self visible only to others but exceptionallyaccessed through the one who knows her best.
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- Author Lise Menn
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Some things you have to do for yourself if you want them done right. Ironing your favorite dress with the tricky collar, Making hot chocolate the way you like it. Feeling sorry for you. Nobody else can do it properly.
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- Author Lise Menn
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Look, it's like falling out of a twenty-story building. All your good friends, they try to puff themselves up for you as soft as possible, But they're still only couch pillows. They may save your life when you hit them,But you're still gonna break every bone in your body.
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- Author Donald Hall
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Are you past pity? If you have consciousness now, if I something I can call "you" has something like "consciousness," I doubtyou remember the last days.I play them over and over:I lift your wasted bodyonto the commode, your armslooped around my neck, aimingyour bony bottom so thatit will not bruise on a rail.Faintly you repeat,"Momma, Momma.
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- Author Tess Gallagher
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In daylight we pick up our tinned rations and hike off, every artery and nerve of us, into the rest of our commemorative lives.
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- Author Paul Monette
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exactly half the phenomenal world is gone
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- Author Ben Jonson
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Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy;My sin was too much hope of thee, loved boy
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