There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
Friends share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.
They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill what never dies.
One can choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
It is the will of God and Nature that these mortal bodies be laid aside, when the soul is to enter into real life; 'tis rather an embrio state, a preparation for living; a man is not completely born until he be dead: Why then should we grieve that a new child is born among the immortals?
The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chattered all the way. But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow And ne'er a word said she; But oh, the things I learned from her When Sorrow walked with me!
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.
The stars are not wanted now, put out every one Pack up the moon & dismantle the sun.
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of human freedoms - to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.
Why bad things happen to good people
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Death cannot kill what never dies.
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable.
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing...that is a friend who cares.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
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