Quotes on Death And Grieving

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.

Death ends a life, not a relationship.

Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

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.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.

Don't be dismayed by good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.

A well-spent day brings happy sleep.

Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.

The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.

The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.

As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.

If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.

We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.