I would do those 2 years over and over again for the rest of my life
One can choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances.
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.
Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room.
We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it to the full.
My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath. I will never stop grieving Bailey because I will never stop loving her. That's just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.
Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.
The stars are not wanted now, put out every one Pack up the moon & dismantle the sun.
Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath.
Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
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 the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Our mind thinks of death. Our heart thinks of life. Our soul thinks of Immortality.
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.
Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.
The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
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