Tears are God's gift to us. Our holy water. They heal us as they flow.
Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall no more return. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed; I stay a little longer, as one stays To cover up the embers that still burn.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
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.
Tears are sometimes an inappropriate response to death. When a life has been lived completely honestly, completely successfully, or just completely, the correct response to death's perfect punctuation mark is a smile.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
Grief is a normal and natural response to loss. It is originally an unlearned feeling process. Keeping grief inside increases your pain.
No matter how prepared you think you are for the death of a loved one, it still comes as a shock, and it still hurts very deeply.
Sympathy is two hearts tugging at one load.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
We should feel sorrow, but not sink under its oppression.
All the world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming.
When you lose a person you love so much, surviving the loss is difficult.
Only by joy and sorrow does a person know anything about themselves and their destiny. They learn what to do and what to avoid.
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
It's sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.
I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.
A great soul serves everyone all the time. A great soul never dies. It brings us together again and again.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
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