You cannot stop the birds of sorrow from flying over your head, but you can stop them nesting in your hair.

~ Eva Ibbotson

Eva Ibbotson Inspirational Mourning Sorrow

Shall we mourn here deedless forever a shadow-folk mist-haunting dropping vain tears in the thankless sea

~ J.r.r. Tolkien

J.r.r. Tolkien Mourn Mourning Sorrow Tears Weeping

Question me now about all other matters, but do not ask who I am, for fear you may increase in my heart it's burden of sorrow as I think back; I am very full of grief, and I should not sit in the house of somebody else with my lamentation and wailing. It is not good to go on mourning forever.

~ Homer

Homer Homer Mourning Sorrow The Odyssey

The president is not at all like the powerful icon I imagined her to be. She’s more like I remember Amma: small and delicate with a sari that dances behind her as she walks. Of course, the president is clad in white, the color that shows eternal mourning of a lost child, while Amma never wore white. She wore reds and oranges and deep greens. Colors of celebration, of happiness. Perhaps she wears white now. Now that I am dead to her.

~ Holly Bodger

Holly Bodger Colors Death Longing Mother Mourning

...I wondered at times whether I would wake up and this would be just a bad dream, a nightmare that I could wish away, I had the same fantasy when you were sick, Doc, that I would one day wake up and you all would be healthy and alive.

~ Rabih Alameddine

Rabih Alameddine Aids Death And Dying Illness Mourning

Part of us did die. Literally - that tissue on your face, the part they removed. It died. And you can't recover from any kind of death without mourning it.

~ Alyssa B. Sheinmel

Alyssa B. Sheinmel Death Death And Dying Death And Sickness Mourning Transplant Transplants

You looked inhuman when you were dying, Doc, your eyes glistened like dimming stars, you were wasting away and life was leaving you piecemeal, your soul no longer fit your body, you hated it and I hated it and I couldn't recognize you and I couldn't see you and I was frightened and I never knew what to do, I looked for the man I love in you and I searched for who I used to be around you and I couldn't find either.

~ Rabih Alameddine

Rabih Alameddine Death Dying Illness Mourning

Maybe that would be a good thing to do. He wasn't entirely sure, and that bothered him more than anything. How was he meant to judge right from wrong when he had never really striven to do right before? The only good thing he had known was his time with Drin, and Drin had died because o

~ Emily Veinglory

Emily Veinglory Doing The Right Thing Guilt Mourning

God has broken me in every way possible. I spent a year not caring, a year trying to figure out what I'd done to deserve it. and a year trying to make it right.

~ Cassandra Giovanni

Cassandra Giovanni Alchohol Beautifully Flawed Series Dealing With Grief Dealing With It Guilt Mourning Remorse

People can act so nice, bringing you food and all, but in the end they are nothing but buzzards. Waiting to pick your bones.

~ Lee Smith

Lee Smith Death And Sickness Funerals Mourning On Agate Hill Tragedy

Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only.

~ Madeline Miller

Madeline Miller Achilles Dead Mourning Patrochilles Patroclus Sound

I drag the body out into the snowdrifts, as far away from our shack as I can muster. I put her in a thicket of trees, where the green seems to still have a voice in the branches, and try not to think about the beasts that’ll soon be gathering. There’s no way of burying her; the ground is a solid rock of ice beneath us.I kneel beside her and want desperately to weep. My throat tightens and my head aches. Everything hurts inside. But I have no way of releasing it. I’m locked up and hard as stone.“I’m sorry, Mamma,” I whisper to the shell in front of me. I take her hand. It could belong to a glass doll. There’s no life there anymore. So I gather rocks, one by one, and set them over her, trying my best to protect her from the birds, the beasts, keep her safe as much as I can now. I pile the dark stones gently on her stomach, her arms, and over her face, until she becomes one with the mountain. I stand and study my work, feeling like the rocks are on me instead, then I leave the body for the forest and ice.

~ Rachel A. Marks

Rachel A. Marks Burned Burry Cold Dead Dead And Gone Death Frozen Goodbye Goodbyes Ice Mournful Mourning Snow

Lady Moon rose an' gazed o'er my busted'n'beautsome Valleys with silv'ry'n'sorryin' eyes, an' the dingos mourned for the died uns.

~ David Mitchell

David Mitchell Aftermath Death Description Destruction Moon Mourning Personification

She wondered sometimes if it wasn't all pretense—if, when she shut her eyes and wished restitution upon the whole wounded parade of humanity, she wasn't really wishing away the world that created war and illness so that she might have a world in which there was room to feel sorry for herself.

~ Danielle Evans

Danielle Evans Conscience Mourning

I'm not a fool, I knew from the beginningwhat couldn't happen. What couldn't

~ Frank Bidart

Frank Bidart Dreaming Mourning

Unless you have been very, very lucky, you have undoubtedly experienced events in your life that have made you cry. So unless you have been very, very lucky, you know that a good, long session of weeping can often make you feel better, even if your circumstances have not changed one bit.

~ Lemony Snicket

Lemony Snicket Crying Getting Over It Mourning

Life is not just black and white, there are a million shades in between.

~ Hanif Hassan Barbhuiya

Hanif Hassan Barbhuiya Black Death Emotional Life Life Quotes Mourning Shades White

Miseries of a birth.

~ Roland Barthes

Roland Barthes Birth Misery Mourning Parenthood

We never stopped being each other.

~ Alicen Grey

Alicen Grey Connection To Nature Connection With People Connections Divine Love Divine Revelation God Love Mourning Namaste Oneness Oneness With God Source Spirituality

In sorrow we must go, but not in despair. Behold! we are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory.

~ J.r.r. Tolkien

J.r.r. Tolkien Afterlife Mourning

Golden bars make no less a prisonthan a coffin on a hill.And in caged reformation,one wanders aimless still.The rafters now a recollectionof sacred suppression.How the morning dawnstrikes mourning confession.Now Death yields a harvestof the living masses.We walk toward its pathno earthly power surpasses.

~ Craig Froman

Craig Froman Death Mourning Prison