Well, every one can master a grief but he that has it.
William ShakespeareTag: wisdom advice grief benedick
He would be able to suffer what his son had suffered. He would be able to suffer and his suffering would for an instance displace his grief.
Simon LelicTag: suffering suffer grief suffered
When her pain is fresh and new, let her have it. Don't try to take it away. Forgive yourself for not having that power. Grief and pain are like joy and peace; they are not things we should try to snatch from each other. They're sacred. they are part of each person's journey. All we can do is offer relief from this fear: I am all alone. That's the one fear you can alleviate.
Glennon Doyle MeltonTag: friendship pain grief
I wished for someone to hold me up. Suddenly someone was there.
Christie WatsonTag: grief need helping-hand
The more one suffered and lived, the more one had known of joy and grief, the deeper the response must be if an artist were great enough to summon it.
Rachel FieldTag: life art joy artists life-and-living grief
When a husband loses his wife, they call him a widower. When a wife loses her husband, they call her a widow. And when somebody’s parents die, they call them an orphan. But there is no name for a parent, a grieving mother, or a devastated father who have lost their child. Because the pain behind the loss is so immeasurable and unbearable, that it cannot be described in a single word. It just cannot be described.
Bhavya KaushikTag: pain death sad grief losing-a-child
Hold in, hold in, one crack and the wall is breached. I need now to be finite, self-contained, to stop this bacterial grief dividing and multiplying till its weight is the weight of the world. Bacteria: agents of putrefaction. My father's decay lodged in me.
Jeanette WintersonTag: grief
My grandmother whispering to herself, over and over, "David is in heaven now, David is in heaven now,' my mind repeating Schrodinger's Cat, Schrodinger's Cat.
Jeanette WintersonTag: grief
He felt that he could not turn aside from himself the hatred of men, because that hatred did not come from his being bad (in that case he could have tried to be better), but from his being shamefully and repulsively unhappy. He knew that for this, for the very fact that his heart was torn with grief, they would be merciless to him. He felt that men would crush him as dogs strangle a torn dog yelping with pain. He knew that his sole means of security against people was to hide his wounds from them
Leo TolstoyBut it turns out Joy is a house built from the same bricks as Sorrow. Pleasure is a poem, and it uses the same words as Pain.
Julio Alexi GenaoTag: pain loss joy pleasure emotion grief
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