Mourning Quotes

The days passed, the weeks. But everything seemed to have fused, gone into a conglomerated mass. He ...

Lady Moon rose an' gazed o'er my busted'n'beautsome Valleys with silv'ry'n'sorryin' eyes, an' the di...

She said once that time is nothing to me but a series of bookmarks that I use to jump back and forth...

Teddy wondered, and not for the first time, not by a long shot, if this was the day that missing her...

Do you have any idea why you might be feeling better?”“No, not really,” I said curtly. Better wasn’t...

Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.

Someday you're gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You'll ...

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

It is the blight man was born for. It is Margaret you mourn for.

You can't love your mother or father if you don't also have the capacity to grieve their deaths and,...

Grant not my prayers, when they are contrary to Thy will, which at all times must be the best. Oh, h...

Most people are ennobled by the actual presence of death. But how long do you suppose this nobility ...

Question me now about all other matters, but do not ask who I am, for fear you may increase in my he...

And his good wife will tear her cheeks in grief, his sons are orphans and he, soaking the soil red w...

In sorrow we must go, but not in despair. Behold! we are not bound for ever to the circles of the wo...

Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankles...

Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it...We might expect that we will be pr...

Until now I had been able only to grieve, not mourn. Grief was passive. Grief happened. Mourning, th...

and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with...

If you think about someone you've loved and lost, you are already with them. The rest is just detail...

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

See, as much as you want to hold on to the bitter sore memory that someone has left this world, you ...

In the English language there are orphans and widows, but there is no word for the parents who lose ...

What I was afraid of was my own grief, the weight of it, the ineluctable corrosive force of it, and ...

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little ...

Although it was autumn and not summer the dark-gold sunlight and the inky shadows, long and slender ...

Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongenerous, its gui...

I went on spouting bullshit Encouragements as Gus's parents, arm in arm, hugged each other and nodde...

What is it like when you lose someone you love?" Jane asked."You die, too. And you wait around for y...

For as much as I hate the cemetery, I’ve been grateful it’s here, too. I miss my wife. It’s easier t...

What I am mourning is perhaps not worth saving, but I regret its loss nevertheless.

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

She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating ...

You want to move on, but to do that you have to let her go, and you don't want to let her go, so you...

I -- I alone know how to mourn for him as he deserves.' But while we were still shaking hands, such ...

This mournful and restless sound was a fit accompaniment to my meditations.

It is not as if an 'I' exists independently over here and then simply loses a 'you' over there, espe...

Throw off your grief,' doubters imply, 'and we can all go back to pretending death doesn't exist, or...

The final tormenting, unanswerable question: what is 'success' in mourning?

Now there is one thing I can tell you: you will enjoy certain pleasures you would not fathom now. Wh...

In the daylight we knowwhat’s gone is gone,but at night it’s different.Nothing gets finished,not dyi...

Who breathes must suffer, and who thinks must mourn; And he alone is bless'd who ne'er was born.

They say (she had read somewhere) that no one ever disappears, up in the atmosphere, stratosphere, w...

Yes. We both have a bad feeling. Tonight we shall take our bad feelings and share them, and face the...

I felt as though the vessel if my suffering had become empty, as if nothing could interest me now. I...

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air.

O weep for Adonis - He is dead." "Peace. He is not dead he doth not sleep - he hath wakened from the...

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

...I wondered at times whether I would wake up and this would be just a bad dream, a nightmare that ...

You looked inhuman when you were dying, Doc, your eyes glistened like dimming stars, you were wastin...

I can't see the logic in medicating a grieving person like there was something wrong with her, and y...

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without some...

As soon as someone dies, frenzied construction of the future (shifting furniture, etc.): futuromania...

Miseries of a birth.

Paradoxically (since people say: Work, amuse yourself, see friends) it’s when we’re busy, distracted...

I transform "Work" in its analytic meaning (the Work of Mourning, the Dream-Work) into the real "Wor...

Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.

Some people, they can't just move on, you know, mourn and cry and be done with it. Or at least seem ...

Look, everyone mourns at their own pace. Maybe you're just a little bit ahead of her, but she'll get...

The family exists for many reasons, but its most basic function may be to draw together after a memb...

the evil thing is inside, not out.

Grieving, like being blind, is a strange business; you have to learn how to do it. We seek company i...

Somewhere in the notes Estraven wrote during our trek across the Gobrin Ice he wonders why his compa...

...And yet a knowledgeis here that tenses the throatas for song: the inheritanceof the ones, alive o...

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

[Sylvia Plath] was now far along a peculiarly solitary road on which not many would risk following h...

If you wear black, then kindly, irritating strangers will touch your arm consolingly and inform you ...

By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept Remembering thee.

Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die: It happens again every single mor...

We often pity the poor, because they have no leisure to mourn their departed relatives, and necessit...

How odd it is that we so often weep for each other’s distresses, when we shed not a tear for our own...

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...

Trees raised their naked, mottled branches to the sky like mourners stilled in attitudes of grief.

Even her name seemed empty, as though it had detached itself from her and was floating untethered in...

It was too perfect to last,' so I am tempted to say of our marriage. But it can be meant in two ways...

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

We were promised sufferings. They were part of the program. We were even told, 'Blessed are they tha...

When I wake up I go through an abbreviated process of mourning all over again. Plainly, there’s some...

I have remembered Who wept for a parting between the living and the dead.