Let me be to my sad self hereafter kind.

Love is an engraved invitation to grief.

Love is an engraved invitation to grief.

Grief is like sinking, like being buried.

Stop your weeping. Grief is for the dead.

That Woman is in love with her own grief.

That Woman is in love with her own grief.

Grief does not change you. It reveals you.

Grief is the emotional contract of divorce

To weep is to make less the depth of grief.

To weep is to make less the depth of grief.

Grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.

Grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.