In the monotony of everyday existence grief comes as a holiday, and a fire is an entertainment. A scratch embellishes an empty face.

I wonder if I were to have an X-ray at the little hospital, would the machine see my grief? Is it like rust, arheum about the heart?

I wonder if I were to have an X-ray at the little hospital, would the machine see my grief? Is it like rust, arheum about the heart?

I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend's prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief

I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend's prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief

Goodbye," she told him, running her hand across his broad back one last time. "I love you. And I'll never, ever stop missing you.

I felt like an integral part of my being had just been ripped out of me, only to have it replaced with something that did not belong.

The road of grief is often long and lonely and many stones need to be moved out of the way, but it is not without its lighter moments.

The road of grief is often long and lonely and many stones need to be moved out of the way, but it is not without its lighter moments.

I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.

He prayed as he breathed, forming no words and making no specific requests, only holding his heart, like broken birds in cupped hands,

He prayed as he breathed, forming no words and making no specific requests, only holding his heart, like broken birds in cupped hands,

'Nothing can make death easier,' Cala said, 'but silence can make it harder.' 'Speaking helps not,' Maia said.

The fairest things have fleetest end,Their scent survives their close:But the rose's scent is bitternessTo her who loved the rose.

The fairest things have fleetest end,Their scent survives their close:But the rose's scent is bitternessTo her who loved the rose.