grief

Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving, to realize she slept a good night’s sleep, and will be able to eat breakfast, and doesn’t hear her husband’s ghost all the time, but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-grandchildren’s will be. But we learn to live in that love.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

Grief is like a drunken house guest, always coming back for one more goodbye hug.

Stephen King, Bag of Bones

No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one’s heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.

John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

We all choose to move on with our lives and process the grief in various ways, I am sure there are people who have wanted to lock themselves in and never come out.

Gillian Anderson

Most people have a hard time dealing with death, but I’m not most people. It’s the grief that makes me uncomfortable. Not because I’m a killer. Really, I just don’t understand all that emotion, which makes it tough to fake. In those cases, shades come in handy.

Dexter

The darker the night, the brighter the stars,
The deeper the grief, the closer is God!

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

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