Grief Quotes
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Grief was just the moment before you tied the thread and began the next one.
Elizabeth Chadwick
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I leave my parents here behind
And all my friends to love resigned
'Tis grief to go, but death to stay
Farewell -- I'm gone with love away.
George Moses Horton
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Only to two or three persons in all the world are the reminiscences of a man's early youth interesting: to the parent who nursed him; to the fond wife or child mayhap afterwards who loves him; to himself always and supremely--whatever may be his actual prosperity or ill fortune, his present age, illness, difficulties, renown, or disappointments--the dawn of his life still shines brightly for him, the early griefs and delights and attachments remain with him ever faithful and dear.
William Makepeace Thackeray
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Light griefs do speak, while sorrow's tongue is bound.
Seneca the Younger
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I wake up in that state of grief when you can tell you've been mourning even in your sleep.
Carolyn Parkhurst
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Do you know, Masha, how revelation comes? Like death. So sudden, though you knew all along it must occur. A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Grief alone can teach us what is man.
Edward Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton
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His grief he will not forget; but it will not darken his heart, it will teach him wisdom.
J. R. R. Tolkien
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And then came a time when I could no longer say 'We,' and I found myself in a lonesome land where no one remembered that I had ever been young, or called me by my given name.
Candace Wheeler
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In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you, and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry, I cry, and when you hurt, I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life.
Nicholas Sparks
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For a week, almost without speaking, they went ahead like sleepwalkers through a universe of grief, lighted only by the tenuous reflection of luminous insects, and their lungs were overwhelmed by a suffocating smell of blood.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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One is always homesick for places where one came to grief.
Catherynne M. Valente