“I dig old books.”
Now leave, O leave me! I have stayed to hear
No one can keep his griefs in their prime; they use themselves up. ~E.M. Cioran
Grief is a species of idleness. ~Samuel Johnson
Grief is itself a medicine. ~William Cowper, Charity
What does it comfort me, if still he walks
Beside me all the while, invisibly?
What does it help me, that a dear ghost mocks
Blind eyes with unseen smiles?...
Find the graveward track
And bring my darling back!
~Elizabeth Chase Akers Allen (1832–1911), "Consolation," c.1866
In my Lucia's absence
Life hangs upon me, and becomes a burden;
I am ten times undone, while hope, and fear,
And grief, and rage and love rise up at once,
And with variety of pain distract me.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey. ~Kenji Miyazawa
Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. ~From the television show The Wonder Years
We acquire the strength we have overcome. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Time is a physician that heals every grief. ~Diphilus
No one ever really dies as long as they took the time to leave us with fond memories. ~Chris Sorensen
The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul arises from the feeling that there is in every individual something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone, and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost. ~Arthur Schopenhauer
There's a bit of magic in everything, and some loss to even things out. ~Lou Reed, "Magic and Loss"
[W]ounds of the spirit... are most gently soothed and made whole by the passing years. Under the old scars flows again the calm, healthful tide of life.... Under a great loss the heart impetuously cries that it can never be happy again, and perhaps in its desperation says that it wishes never to be comforted. But though angels do not fly down to open the grave and restore the lost, the days and months come as angels with healing in their wings. Under their touch aching regret passes into tender memory; into hands that were empty new joys are softly pressed; and the heart that was like the trees stripped of its leaves and beaten by winter's tempests is clothed again with the green of spring. ~George S. Merriam
Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish,
Come at the shrine of God fervently kneel;
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish—
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
~Thomas Moore, c.1813, published in Sacred Songs, 1816
By... this gleaming perpendicular milky way, his soul was slowly healed; but he was long imprisoned in the dark, cold, serpent's nest of envenomed pains; they entwined and crawled over him, even to his heart. ~Jean Paul Fr. Richter, "501st Station," The Campaner Thal: or, Discourses on the Immortality of the Soul, translated from German by Juliette Bauer
His father died before his time. "You're a man now," the village people told him. "If being broken-hearted is a man," he replied from his despair, "then, yes, I suppose I'm a man." ~Terri Guillemets
There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go. ~Author Unknown
If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble. ~Moliere
We have learned so many lessons,
Since our heads were bowed in grief,
That have kept our boat from crashing
On life's ragged, rocky reef.
~Gertrude Tooley Buckingham, "To One I Love" (1940s)
Loss is nothing else but change, and change is Nature's delight. ~Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. ~Robert Ingersoll
Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it. ~Jacques Prévert
The sorrow which has no vent in tears may make other organs weep. ~Henry Maudsley
Every evening I turn my worries over to God. He's going to be up all night anyway. ~Mary C. Crowley
She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts. ~George Eliot
While we are mourning the loss of our friend, others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil. ~John Taylor
As long as I can I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars, for both of us. ~Sascha, as posted on motivateus.com