Because I could not stop for Death--
Emily Dickinson
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
Euripides
They lived and laughed and loved and left.
James Joyce
Grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.
Sophocles
Between grief and nothing I will take grief.
William Faulkner
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
Walt Whitman
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
C.S. Lewis
The greatest griefs are those we cause ourselves.
Sophocles
It is a fearful thing to love what death can touch.
Unknown (commonly attrib. Anonymous)
Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Walt Whitman
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
J.M. Barrie
Because I could not stop for Death– He kindly stopped for me
Emily Dickinson
Loss is nothing else than change, and change is Nature's delight.
Marcus Aurelius
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Winnie the Pooh
Who has not heard them? They say: We leave you our deaths. Give them their meaning!
Archibald MacLeish
A whole human life is just a heartbeat here in Heaven. Then we’ll all be together forever.
Chris Nielsen
I answer the question, 'Death, where is thy sting?' with here in my heart and mind and memories.
Maya Angelou
There are no good-byes for my dog who has died, and we don’t now and never did lie to each other.
Pablo Neruda
Promise me, Pooh, that you won't forget me ever, because if I thought you would, I wouldn't leave.
A.A. Milne
And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Thomas Moore
I have little desire to spend my few remaining years grieving for the loss of old friends. Or their sons.
Alfred
You have five minutes to wallow in the delicious misery: enjoy it, embrace it, discard it... and proceed.
Claire Colburn
Some day I’ll join him right there, but now he’s gone with his shaggy coat, his bad manners and his cold nose
Pablo Neruda
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won
Walt Whitman
There are no good-byes for my dog who has died, and we don't now and never did lie to each other. A Dog Has Died
Pablo Neruda
I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow however turns out to be not a state but a process.
C.S. Lewis
Those that he loved so long and sees no more, Loved and still loves,--not dead, but gone before, He gathers round him.
Samuel Rogers
Some day I'll join him right there, but now he's gone with his shaggy coat, his bad manners and his cold nose A Dog Has Died
Pablo Neruda
And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls. Oh breathe not his Name.
Thomas Moore
I have gone through what no other mortal on earth has gone through; I put my lips to the hands of the man who has killed my children.
Homer
I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days. All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Charles Lamb
There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Hebrew Psalms, 23:4
On this side of the grave we are exiles, on that, citizens; on this side, orphans; on that, children; on this side, captives; on that, free men.
Henry Ward Beecher
You know, when your mother died, a thousand people said a thousand stupid things to me and I just wanted one of them to give me a reason not to die.
Dr. Andrew Brown
If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
Sarah
Oh, Jo, I’ve missed you so. Why does everyone want to go away? I love being home. But I don’t like being left behind. Now I am the one going ahead. I am not afraid. I can be brave like you.
Beth
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.
Washington Irving
We gather here in memory of twenty beautiful children and six remarkable adults. They lost their lives in a school that could have been any school; in a quiet town full of good and decent people that could be any town in America.
Barack Obama
The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal – every other affliction to forget: but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open – this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.
Washington Irving
If, as I can’t help suspecting, the dead also feel the pains of separation (and this may be one of their purgatorial sufferings), then for both lovers, and for all pairs of lovers without exception, bereavement is a universal and integral part of our experience of love.
C.S. Lewis
May the Lord welcome you in Heaven, at least an hour before the Devil knows you’re dead.
May the Lord welcome you in Heaven, at least an hour before the Devil knows you're dead. Irish Toast to the Deceased
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December. Rectorial address, May 3, 1922, St. Andrew's University, Scotland.