Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.
To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal, but sorrow flouted at is double death.
Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.
There she shook the holy water from her heavenly eyes, and clamour moistened.
The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.
I know that grief, like regret, settles into our DNA and remains forever a part of us.
Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o’er-fraught heart, and bids it break.
For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; my greatest grief is that I leave no thing that claims a tear.
Between grief and nothing I will take grief.[Also known as:]Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain.
Youth offers the promise of happiness, but life offers the realities of grief.
You not to give way prematurely either to joy of grief. Happen what will, all is well if one only keeps one’s health; for happiness subsists—solely in the imagination.
Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news hath but a losing office, and his tongue sounds ever after as a sullen bell, remember’d tolling a departing friend.
