Grief is like a drunken house guest, always coming back for one more goodbye hug.

My life has become a dismal sigh fettered by pangs of grief and anguished weeping.

And I can't be running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight.

And I can't be running back and fourth forever between grief and high delight.

No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.

No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.

Her grief still burdened her, and she knew she would bear it the rest of her days.

Her grief still burdened her, and she knew she would bear it the rest of her days.

It takes a year, nephew... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone.

It takes a year, nephew... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone.

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite

This world’s anguish is no different from the love we insist on holding back.

They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite

This world’s anguish is no different from the love we insist on holding back.

The grief that does not speak whispers the o'erfraught heart and bids it break.