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When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.

Joyce Carol Oates
When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.

One hundred eighty days, Aislinn. Seth's been gone for one hundred eighty days, and I've watched you try to pretend it doesn't hurt for every one of them. Can't I try to make you happy?

Melissa Marr
One hundred eighty days, Aislinn. Seth's been gone for one hundred eighty days, and I've watched you try to pretend it doesn't hurt for every one of them. Can't I try to make you happy?

They wouldn't have understood if they found him crying, when he woke and remembered all at once that he had once had a wife and child, so they never found him this way.

Thomm Quackenbush Flies to Wanton...
They wouldn't have understood if they found him crying, when he woke and remembered all at once that he had once had a wife and child, so they never found him this way.

I wiped my hands on my apron and went to the window. Outside, the prairie reached out and touched the places where the sky came down. Though the winter was nearly over, there were patches of snow and...

Patricia MacLachlan
I wiped my hands on my apron and went to the window. Outside, the prairie reached out and touched the places where the sky came down. Though the winter was nearly over, there were patches of snow and ice everywhere. I looked at the long dirt road that crawled across the plains, remembering the morning that Mama had died, cruel and sunny. They had come for her in a wagon and taken her away to be buried. And then the cousins and aunts and uncles had come and tried to fill up the house. But they couldn't.

Remembering our loved ones is breathing life into their fading images, that we might once more see their faces and pass along a tearful I miss you.

Richelle E. Goodrich Slaying Dragons
Remembering our loved ones is breathing life into their fading images, that we might once more see their faces and pass along a tearful I miss you.

He made my mom call and tell Maureen I wouldn't be in to see her anymore. He said therapy is a waste of money. He also told her to upgrade the cable service and to order him a subscription to Military...

Tracy Bilen What She Left...
He made my mom call and tell Maureen I wouldn't be in to see her anymore. He said therapy is a waste of money. He also told her to upgrade the cable service and to order him a subscription to Military History magazine. Then he went and bought a new fishing pole for Matt, who is dead.

They say that when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it's twice as...

Becca Fitzpatrick Black Ice
They say that when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it's twice as painful, because you're reliving two lives that traveled one road together.

He took deep breaths. He wanted to sleep. At least in sleeping, he could find a kind of peace. At least in sleeping, he could dream about his dead friends and maybe, until the sun came up, feel like...

Alex London Guardian
He took deep breaths. He wanted to sleep. At least in sleeping, he could find a kind of peace. At least in sleeping, he could dream about his dead friends and maybe, until the sun came up, feel like he wasn't all alone.

I hoped that grief was similar to the other emotions. That it would end, the way happiness did. Or laughter.

Neil Jordan
I hoped that grief was similar to the other emotions. That it would end, the way happiness did. Or laughter.

... beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears...

John Geddes A Familiar Rain
... beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears...

If you've been hurt and you've grieved and you've been through the mill, it takes a long time to get over it.

Sara Sheridan
If you've been hurt and you've grieved and you've been through the mill, it takes a long time to get over it.

When people mentioned it to me, they thought they were talking about some casual relative of mine. For most people that's what an uncle was. They had no idea how I felt about Finn. No idea that...

Carol Rifka Brunt Tell the Wolves...
When people mentioned it to me, they thought they were talking about some casual relative of mine. For most people that's what an uncle was. They had no idea how I felt about Finn. No idea that hearing them talk about AIDS, like that was the important part of the story - - more important than who Finn was, or how much I loved him, or how much he was still breaking my heart every single hour of every single day - - made me want to scream.

Interesting fact from the front lines: raw grief smells like ripped leaves and splintered branches, a jagged green shriek.

Tana French Broken Harbour
Interesting fact from the front lines: raw grief smells like ripped leaves and splintered branches, a jagged green shriek.

What was grief but an extended tantrum to be salved by sex and candy.

Lauren Groff Fates and Furies
What was grief but an extended tantrum to be salved by sex and candy.

Sometimes God seems to be killing us when He is actually saving us.

Jen Pollock Michel Teach Us to...
Sometimes God seems to be killing us when He is actually saving us.

I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only...

C. S. Lewis A Grief Observed
I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one another and not to me.

For a long time, there was grief. It pulled me down into suffocating darkness, and kept me anchored there. I went through the motions. I turned up at school. I ate food and watched TV and took algebra...

Lili Wilkinson The Boundless...
For a long time, there was grief. It pulled me down into suffocating darkness, and kept me anchored there. I went through the motions. I turned up at school. I ate food and watched TV and took algebra tests. But I didn't feel anything. It was easier that way.

For my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. {Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1}

William Shakespeare
For my grief's so great That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up: here I and sorrows sit; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it. {Constance, from King John, Act III, scene 1}

If he didn't love so deeply, he couldn't grieve so deeply. But he's drowning in it.

Dee Henderson The Protector
If he didn't love so deeply, he couldn't grieve so deeply. But he's drowning in it.

If you love your dad, it's tough when he dies. If you don't like your dad, it's tough when he dies. Because you lose that guy. Whatever you didn't get, you miss. And what you did get, you miss.

Jimmy Iovine
If you love your dad, it's tough when he dies. If you don't like your dad, it's tough when he dies. Because you lose that guy. Whatever you didn't get, you miss. And what you did get, you miss.

I do not know, nor do I care to remember The time in which I knew distinctly that you were gone You fade in and out of memory Upon which I can not feign to touch Or feel How cruel to leave me With...

Queenbe Monyei
I do not know, nor do I care to remember The time in which I knew distinctly that you were gone You fade in and out of memory Upon which I can not feign to touch Or feel How cruel to leave me With paper but no pen What a way to leave me You give me cups, but not water to fill them So they sit there Empty Your reflection Bouncing to and fro From every surface

And then our Mum and Dad were in love and they were truly dry - stone strong and durable and people speak of ease and joy and spontaneity and the fact that their two smells became one smell, our...

Max Porter Grief is the...
And then our Mum and Dad were in love and they were truly dry - stone strong and durable and people speak of ease and joy and spontaneity and the fact that their two smells became one smell, our smell. Us.

Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.

Gayle Forman If I Stay
Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.

I had no tears to shed nor a prayer for the deceased... There is no hope for the hopeless.

Nadège Richards Burning Bridges
I had no tears to shed nor a prayer for the deceased... There is no hope for the hopeless.

When grief impounds our thinking and eats our brains, it seeps through all the cracks of our daily living. Only the soothing wind of comforting words may counter the withering twilight and the...

Erik Pevernagie
When grief impounds our thinking and eats our brains, it seeps through all the cracks of our daily living. Only the soothing wind of comforting words may counter the withering twilight and the frostiness of darkness. "All the words he always wanted to tell her."

Mourning was really for the living.

Soroosh Shahrivar The Rise of...
Mourning was really for the living.

There are words like 'orphan', 'widow' and 'widower' in all languages. But there is no word in any language to describe a parent who loses a child. How does one describe the pain of 'ultimate...

Neena Verma A Mother's...
There are words like 'orphan', 'widow' and 'widower' in all languages. But there is no word in any language to describe a parent who loses a child. How does one describe the pain of 'ultimate bereavement'! {Page 50}

Grief is a house where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us, the mirrors how to reflect us, the walls how to contain us. Grief is a house that disappears each time someone knocks at the door or...

Jandy Nelson The Sky Is...
Grief is a house where the chairs have forgotten how to hold us, the mirrors how to reflect us, the walls how to contain us. Grief is a house that disappears each time someone knocks at the door or rings the bell. A house that blows into the air at the slightest gust, that buries itself deep in the ground while everyone is sleeping. Grief is a house where no one can protect you, where the younger sister will grow older than the older one, where the doors no longer let you in or out.

To weep is to make less the depth of grief.

William Shakespeare King Henry VI,...
To weep is to make less the depth of grief.

There's always a last time. If you could remember every last time, you'd never stop grieving.

Jonathan Tropper This is Where I...
There's always a last time. If you could remember every last time, you'd never stop grieving.
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