Bereavement Quotes

Because she is in God's hands.' But if so, she was in God's hands all the time, and I have seen what...

And there’s also ‘To him that hath shall be given.’ After all, you must have a capacity to receive, ...

The death of a beloved is an amputation.

Praise is the mode of love which always has some element of joy in it. Praise in due order; of Him a...

Grief can destroy you --or focus you. You can decide a relationship was all for nothing if it had to...

It happened in New York, April 10th, nineteen years ago. Even my hand balks at the date. I had to pu...

To confront death, in any guise, is to identify with the victim and face what is unsettling and sobe...

Deep in earth my love is lyingAnd I must weep alone.

Come back. Even as a shadow, even as a dream.

Perhaps this is what the stories meant when they called somebody heartsick. Your heart and your stom...

What is so sweet as to awake from a troubled dream and behold a beloved face smiling upon you? I lov...

We bereaved are not alone. We belong to the largest company in all the world--the company of those w...

Every man casts a shadow; not his body only, but his imperfectly mingled spirit. This is his grief. ...

Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved

How could you go about choosing something that would hold the half of your heart you had to bury?

When my late father died — now I'm in mourning for my late mother — that sense of grief and bereavem...

There is an hour, a minute - you will remember it forever - when you know instinctively on the basis...

I realized that it was not that I didn’t want to go on without him. I did. It was just that I didn’t...

I stare at the pile of discarded remnants and think of my mother. Did she touch that pillar there? D...

You don't know who is important to you until you actually lose them.

Everyone grieves in different ways. For some, it could take longer or shorter. I do know it never di...

She cried aloud, with a great mourning cry for all that she had never known in this life, and the ag...

I want to write something so simply about love or about pain that even as you are reading you feel i...

You attend the funeral, you bid the dead farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And...

Death is never easy when you know the people doing the dying.

If suddenly you do not exist,if suddenly you no longer live,I shall live on.I do not dare,I do not d...

Farewell is said by the living, in life, every day. It is said with love and friendship, with the af...

Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.

She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You...

What the dead had no speech for, when living,They can tell you, being dead: the communicationOf the ...

In this sad world of ours sorrow comes to all and it often comes with bitter agony. Perfect relief i...

The light in that room was a glow; I seem to remember the color green, or perhaps flowers. A pale gr...

Time is ungovernable, but grief presents us with a choice: what do we do with the savage energies of...