I would be walking or on the subway, whatever, and I would just burst into tears. But these weren’t Olivia tears. These were tears born from something else, from this kind of profound connection to everything. And I realized it was the collateral beauty.
They say there are five stages of grief. Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Well, I’d like to add one more. Revenge.
Death, grieving, mourning, they’re all commonplace. Logic is rare, and so… I dwell on logic.
You think your wife can hear you?[Caine]No.[John Wick]Then why bother?[Caine]Maybe I’m wrong.[John Wick]
Why is grief the providence of youth? I don’t know. But I’d imagine that age deepens all feelings. Including grief.
The Earth is evil. We don’t need to grieve for it.
At a time of loss, there’s nothing easier than pity and nothing more difficult than the truth, as there are no easy answers for grief.
Who are you?[Achilles]I have endured what no one on earth has endured before. I kissed the hands of the man who killed my son.[Priam]
When Helen died, I lost everything. Until that dog arrived on my doorstep. A final gift from my wife. In that moment, I received some semblance of hope. An opportunity to grieve unalone. And your son took that from me! Stole that from me! Killed that from me![to Viggo]
Nobody cares more than Captain Marvel, and nobody gets more grief for it.
I’ve become well versed in losing the things that I love.
He shot my dog.[Sofia Al-Azwar]I get it.[John Wick]
