Julian Barnes Quotes About Grief

Quotes about: Grief

• (on grief) And you do come out of it, that’s true. After a year, after five. But you don’t come out of it like a train coming out of a tunnel, bursting through the downs into sunshine and that swift, rattling descent to the Channel; you come out of it as a gull comes out of an oil-slick. You are tarred and feathered for life.

  Julian Barnes

  Grief, Sunshine, Tunnels

  Julian Barnes (1984). “Flaubert's parrot”, Vintage

• We live on the flat, on the level, and yet - and so - we aspire. Groundlings, we can sometimes reach as far as the gods. Some soar with art, others with religion; most with love. But when we soar, we can also crash. There are few soft landings. We may find ourselves bouncing across the ground with leg-fracting force, dragged towards some foreign railway line. Every love story is a potential grief story. If not at first, then later. If not for one, then for the other. Sometimes, for both.

  Julian Barnes

  Art, Grief, Stories

• Every love story is a potential grief story.

  Julian Barnes

  Grief, Stories, Levels Of Life

  “Levels of Life by Julian Barnes - review” by Blake Morrison, www.theguardian.com. April 10, 2013.

• He always thought that Touie's long illness would somehow prepare him for her death. He always imagined that grief anf guilt, if they followed, would be more clear-edged, more defined, more finite. Instead they seem like weather, like clouds constantly re-forming into new shapes, blown by nameless, unidentifiable winds.

  Julian Barnes

  Grief, Clouds, Wind

• Grief seems at first to destroy not just all patterns, but also to destroy a belief that a pattern exists.

  Julian Barnes

  Grief, Patterns, Firsts

  "Julian Barnes: The sense of another ending". Interview with Emma Brockes, www.theguardian.com. March 30, 2013.

• I was initially planning to write about grief in terms of Eurydice and the myth thereof. By that point the overall metaphor of height and depth and flat and falling and rising was coming into being in my mind.

  Julian Barnes

  Grief, Fall, Writing

  "Julian Barnes: The sense of another ending". Interview with Emma Brockes, www.theguardian.com. March 30, 2013.

• Grief reconfigures time, its length, its texture, its function: one day means no more than the next, so why have they been picked out and given separate names?

  Julian Barnes

  Grief, Mean, Names

• This is what those who haven’t crossed the tropic of grief often fail to understand: the fact that someone is dead may mean that they are not alive, but doesn’t mean that they do not exist.

  Julian Barnes

  Grief, Mean, Alive

  Julian Barnes (2013). “Levels of Life”, p.102, Random House

• Early in life, the world divides crudely into those who have had sex and those who haven't. Later, into those who have known love, and those who haven't. Later still - at least, if we are lucky (or, on the other hand, unlucky) - it divides into those who have endured grief, and those who haven't. These divisions are absolute; they are tropics we cross.

  Julian Barnes

  Sex, Grief, Hands

  Julian Barnes (2013). “Levels of Life”, p.68, Random House

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