You don't know who is important to you until you actually lose them.
Mahatma GandhiTag: loss bereavement
In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and, to the young, it comes with bitterest agony, because it takes them unawares. The older have learned to ever expect it. I am anxious to afford some alleviation of your present distress. Perfect relief is not possible, except with time. You can not now realize that you will ever feel better. Is not this so? And yet it is a mistake. You are sure to be happy again. To know this, which is certainly true, will make you some less miserable now. I have had experience enough to know what I say; and you need only to believe it, to feel better at once.
Abraham LincolnTag: inspirational sorrow mourning bereavement grieving 1862 letter-to-fanny-mccullough
You never know what you have till you've lost it.
Alyson NoelTag: misattributed loss bereavement
For I do not want any one to read my book carelessly. I have suffered too much grief in setting down these memories. Six years have already passed since my friend went away from me, with his sheep. If I try to describe him here, it is to make sure that I shall not forget him. To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures.
Antoine de Saint-ExupéryTag: friend friendship bereavement lost-friend
Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.
William ShakespeareTag: death grief bereavement
For as long as the world spins and the earth is green with new wood, she will lie in this box and not in my arms.
Lurlene McDanielTag: grief bereavement
The death of a beloved is an amputation.
C.S. LewisTag: death bereavement
Everyone grieves in different ways. For some, it could take longer or shorter. I do know it never disappears. An ember still smolders inside me. Most days, I don’t notice it, but, out of the blue, it’ll flare to life.
Maria V. SnyderTag: death grief bereavement
Farewell is said by the living, in life, every day. It is said with love and friendship, with the affirmation that the memories are lasting if the flesh is not.
R.A. SalvatoreTag: death mourning bereavement
She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. "Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. "Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. "She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. "She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead.
Suzanne CollinsTag: loss death bereavement
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