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  • #1
    Neil Gaiman
    “Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

  • #2
    Langston Hughes
    “Life is for the living.
    Death is for the dead.
    Let life be like music.
    And death a note unsaid.”
    Langston Hughes, The Collected Poems

  • #3
    Ayn Rand
    “I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you.”
    Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

  • #4
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
    “Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”
    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • #5
    Kahlil Gibran
    “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.”
    Kahlil Gibran

  • #6
    Jandy Nelson
    “grief is a house
    where the chairs
    have forgotten how to hold us
    the mirrors how to reflect us
    the walls how to contain us

    grief is a house that disappears
    each time someone knocks at the door
    or rings the bell
    a house that blows into the air
    at the slightest gust
    that buries itself deep in the ground
    while everyone is sleeping

    grief is a house where no one can protect you
    where the younger sister
    will grow older than the older one
    where the doors
    no longer let you in
    or out”
    Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere

  • #7
    Oscar Wilde
    “They've promised that dreams can come true - but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #8
    Alyson Noel
    “I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone-you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.”
    Alyson Noel, Evermore

  • #9
    Edna St. Vincent Millay
    “Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.”
    Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • #10
    Katharine Weber
    “Life seems sometimes like nothing more than a series of losses, from beginning to end. That's the given. How you respond to those losses, what you make of what's left, that's the part you have to make up as you go.”
    Katharine Weber, The Music Lesson

  • #11
    Arthur Golden
    “At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.”
    Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

  • #12
    W.S. Merwin
    “Separation

    Your absence has gone through me
    Like thread through a needle.
    Everything I do is stitched with its color.”
    W.S. Merwin

  • #13
    Arthur Schopenhauer
    “Mostly it is loss which teaches us about the worth of things.”
    Arthur Schopenhauer, Parerga and Paralipomena

  • #14
    Anne Lamott
    “You will lose someone you can’t live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”
    Anne Lamott

  • #15
    C.S. Lewis
    “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”
    C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

  • #16
    J.K. Rowling
    “You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #17
    E.A. Bucchianeri
    “So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”
    E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly

  • #18
    Colette
    “It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses. ”
    Colette

  • #19
    Jandy Nelson
    “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.”
    Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere

  • #20
    Veronica Roth
    “Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.”
    Veronica Roth, Insurgent

  • #21
    Lemony Snicket
    “It is useless for me to describe to you how terrible Violet, Klaus, and even Sunny felt in the time that followed. If you have ever lost someone very important to you, then you already know how it feels, and if you haven't, you cannot possibly imagine it.”
    Lemony Snicket, The Bad Beginning

  • #22
    Rachel Hawkins
    “It sucks that we miss people like that. You think you've accepted that someone is out of your life, that you've grieved and it's over, and then bam. One little thing, and you feel like you've lost that person all over again.”
    Rachel Hawkins, Demonglass

  • #23
    Elisabeth Kübler-Ross
    “The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not ‘get over’ the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again but you will never be the same. Nor should you be the same nor would you want to.”
    Elizabeth Kubler-Ross and David Kessler

  • #24
    C.S. Lewis
    “No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. I am not afraid, but the sensation is like being afraid. The same fluttering in the stomach, the same restlessness, the yawning. I keep on swallowing.

    At other times it feels like being mildly drunk, or concussed. There is a sort of invisible blanket between the world and me. I find it hard to take in what anyone says. Or perhaps, hard to want to take it in. It is so uninteresting. Yet I want the others to be about me. I dread the moments when the house is empty. If only they would talk to one another and not to me.”
    C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed

  • #25
    Anne McCaffrey
    “The tears I feel today
    I'll wait to shed tomorrow.
    Though I'll not sleep this night
    Nor find surcease from sorrow.
    My eyes must keep their sight:
    I dare not be tear-blinded.
    I must be free to talk
    Not choked with grief, clear-minded.
    My mouth cannot betray
    The anguish that I know.
    Yes, I'll keep my tears til later:
    But my grief will never go.”
    Anne McCaffrey, Dragonsinger

  • #26
    Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
    “I finally understand why people get tattoos of those they have lost. The need to proclaim not merely the loss but the love, the continuity. I am my father’s daughter. It is an act of resistance and refusal: grief telling you it is over and your heart saying it is not; grief trying to shrink your love to the past and your heart saying it is present.”
    Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Notes on Grief

  • #27
    J. Courtney Sullivan
    “She remembered how she had felt cleaning out her father's clothes, wanting at once to hold on to every dirty handkerchief and musty page of sheet music, and yet wishing she were anywhere else on earth, free of it all.”
    J. Courtney Sullivan, The Engagements

  • #28
    Aimee Hardy
    “That’s why I started writing this story. Those things were just so heavy. It was impossible to carry around all by myself, my real father, Ray’s abuse, your death, so I took them and wrote them down. I edited them and changed the words around, shaping them into something whole. And then I printed them out onto a page, closed the book, and put it on a shelf. And if someone else read my words, then it meant that I wasn’t alone.”
    Aimee Hardy

  • #29
    Mark Slouka
    “I lost my father this past year, and the word feels right because I keep looking for him. As if he were misplaced. As if he could just turn up, like a sock or a set of keys.”
    Mark Slouka



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