I don't believe time heals. I don't want it to. If I heal, doesn't that mean I've accepted the world without her?

She was no longer wresting with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.

My mother's last word to me clanks inside me like an iron bell that someone beats at dinnertime: love, love, love, love, love.

Alex had cooked, and coaxed, and helped Mark form borders around the shapeless days. Alex had given meaning to the word "servant".

It's not that I am not moved by these things, that I don't them in my life. But lately, their power has diminished." - 140

... Now to die of griefwould mean, I'm afraid, to die belatedly, while latecomersare unwelcome, particularly in the future. ...

... Now to die of griefwould mean, I'm afraid, to die belatedly, while latecomersare unwelcome, particularly in the future. ...

Forgive my grief for one removedThy creature whom I found so fairI trust he lives in Thee and thereI find him worthier to be loved.

Forgive my grief for one removedThy creature whom I found so fairI trust he lives in Thee and thereI find him worthier to be loved.

From the dear comes grief; From the dear comes fear.If you're freed from the dear You'll have no grief, let alone fear.

From the dear comes grief; From the dear comes fear.If you're freed from the dear You'll have no grief, let alone fear.

What's even more messed up than funerals, is the way people treat you after the funeral. Like you're diseased or something.

What's even more messed up than funerals, is the way people treat you after the funeral. Like you're diseased or something.

I believe I gather strength from the generations of women who came before me - that together we all hold the suffering of the world.

Thanks,” Johann finally said. “It’s the irony of war. Those who want to live, die. Those who want to die, live on.