100 Quotes About Grief And Loss

Grief, no matter how you try to cater to its wail, has a way of fading away. V.C. Andrews

Don't be afraid of the space between what has been and can be. Simply spend a quiet moment to wrap and warm yourself within your own arms. .. then step forward. There is a door just ahead, opening into the light of a new time."â€â€¹- From Letters for Grace Jane Nicolet

There is such a thing as too much loss. Too much has been taken from you both - taken and taken and taken, until there's nothing left but hope, and you've given that up because it hurts too much. Until you would rather die, or kill, or avoid attachments altogether, than lose one more thing. N.K. Jemisin

…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you. Some people might find that strange. But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them. Ranata Suzuki

It’s painful, loving someone from afar. Watching them — from the outside. The once familiar elements of their life reduced to nothing more than occasional mentions in conversations and faces changing in photographs….. They exist to you now as nothing more than living proof that something can still hurt you … with no contact at all. Ranata Suzuki

When you experience loss, people say you’ll move through the 5 stages of grief…. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance….. What they don’t tell you is that you’ll cycle through them all every day. Ranata Suzuki

I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you — even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone …. I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go. Ranata Suzuki

Every quote, every book, every film seemed to suggest that ‘one day’ someone would come into my life and love me with an intensity and a passion I had never experienced before. And to their credit they were right; It all came and went so fast it really did feel as if it were just ‘one day’.... Ranata Suzuki

It’s the intricate details you miss the most. For me, it’s the soft lines around the eyes when he smiles… Or that look he gave me sometimes that I cannot begin to describe - but I would know it if I saw it again. It was the look that gave him away. I’d know that look anywhere… It used to be my everything. Ranata Suzuki

It’s times like this…. when it’s over a year later and I’m still crying over you that I want to turn to you and say: See…. This is why I asked you never to kiss me. Ranata Suzuki

My heart’s been empty since you left - but still I refuse to put up a vacancy sign. I’m just not ready for anybody else to move in yet. Ranata Suzuki

I’d never dreamed anybody could love me the way he did. And even when he proved it to me time and again — I still could hardly believe it was true. Ranata Suzuki

They say the truth hurts. And these words hurt more than any I have ever written. But they are the truth — The cold, hard, undeniable truth. Not letting go doesn’t keep him with you. It’s still over. He’s still gone.… And nothing will ever change that. Ranata Suzuki

Perhaps I was easier to shake off for you because you’re such a together person. I was just an extra layer on the outside… like a blanket you could shrug off and feel just the same…. except maybe a little colder…. But I was always a broken person that was haphazardly held together by little more than my own strength. And so you just seeped in the cracks and mingled with my insides until you became an inseparable part of me. And as painful as that is, it still kind of warms me to know I will always carry a part of you with me. Ranata Suzuki

How many times did we pass each other before we met? If only I’d known…. I would have searched for you endlessly. If only I’d found you before it was already too late. Ranata Suzuki

When I was with him suddenly I wasn’t this broken person anymore. I was just me. I was whole again. I was just a person — like everyone else. Ranata Suzuki

With you in my life I felt like I could conquer anything. It was as if I was on top of the world and even the stars themselves were just within my grasp. But without you …. even getting through the day is hard. Ranata Suzuki

You’re everything to me. But at best, I’m just a memory to you. Ranata Suzuki

You can miss places. You can miss people. Just know that what you’re really missing is the way things were. And even if you could go there again…. see them again…. you can’t go back. They’re not the same. You’re not the same. The loss of them changed you. Ranata Suzuki

If you’re searching for a quote that puts your feelings into words — you won’t find it. You can learn every language and read every word ever written — but you’ll never find what’s in your heart. How can you? He has it. Ranata Suzuki

I didn’t love you to seek revenge. I didn’t love you out of loneliness or unhappiness. I didn’t love you for any of the misguided reasons that time might convince you I did. I just loved you because you’re you. Ranata Suzuki

It’s just never going to get any easier is it. It’s never going away, this missing you. It’s going to become a sadness I incorporate into myself — along with all the other sadnesses — and quietly carry around with me forever… Ranata Suzuki

There’s only ever been one person I’ve looked at and thought…‘ I could quite easily spend the entire rest of my life with that man’. And sooner or later I need to accept that he’s spending it with somebody else. Ranata Suzuki

The intensity of my grief hits the mountains across Eclipse Sound, and then echoes throughout Arctic. There’s nobody around. I can barely see the town below the hill, nestled within the valley of barren tundra, across from the tiny airport, my only access to the south. I’m alone amidst this desolate landscape and there’s nowhere to hide. No trees or buildings or distractions. It’s just me in the depths of my suffering and all my faults and mistakes of the past are exposed underneath the spotlight of the midnight sun. Shannon Mullen

Perhaps .. To R.A.L.Perhaps some day the sun will shine again, And I shall see that still the skies are blue, And feel one more I do not live in vain, Although bereft of you. Perhaps the golden meadows at my feet, Will make the sunny hours of spring seem gay, And I shall find the white May-blossoms sweet, Though You have passed away. Perhaps the summer woods will shimmer bright, And crimson roses once again be fair, And autumn harvest fields a rich delight, Although You are not there. But though kind Time may many joys renew, There is one greatest joy I shall not know Again, because my heart for loss of YouWas broken, long ago. Vera Brittain

Three, 300, or 3, 000 - these are the number of unknown days, a week, a year, or a decade, each far too precious little and yet, poignantly too much at the same time, to see an irrevocably declined loved one languish and suffer. That fear-ridden, irreversible release lingers in the doorway, but hesitates for reasons we don't understand, leaving us to weep with a mixture of angst and gratitude all at the same time. It is finally ushered all the way in, to comfort and carry our loved one to that Better Place. When the time finally comes, we can be enveloped in a warm cloak of long-awaited acceptance and peace that eases our own pain. It quiets the grief which has moaned inside of us, at least some, every single one of those bittersweet days, weeks.. or years. Connie Kerbs

Three, 300, or 3, 000 - these are the number of unknown hours, days, a week, a year, or a decade, each far too precious little and yet, poignantly too much at the same time, to see an irrevocably declined loved one languish and suffer. That fear-ridden, irreversible release lingers in the doorway, but hesitates for reasons we don't understand, leaving us to weep a special cocktail of tears made of angst and gratitude, permeating us with some of the deepest emotions we will ever know. Finally, the release is ushered all the way in, to comfort and carry our loved one to that Better Place. It also envelopes us in a warm cloak of acceptance and peace that eases our own pain. It quiets the grief which has moaned inside of us, at least some, every single one of those bittersweet hours, days, weeks.. or years.” Until that day of our own flying away, and beholding our loved one again, in that Beautiful Paradise. Connie Kerbs

One's suffering, one's melancholy is, in itself, really only looked upon as failure or as punishment, as detestable or sinful or socially unacceptable in the eyes of man; but this is not so in the eyes of God: for He is close to the broken-hearted. Criss Jami

Never say you understand someone's pain if you haven't felt the same, because not only would you sound mocking but also ignorant. Lolah Runda

Heaven left a hole in your heart. But it’s up to you to choose if that hole will be filled with pain, anger, and the eternal darkness of loss. .. Or if you will choose to fill it with light and love and have that hole shine out of you like a spotlight into your life, keeping their memory alive. .. {It’s up to you.} Tessa Shaffer

How odd that we spend so much time treating the darkness, and so little time seeking the light. The ego loves to glorify itself by self-analysis, yet we do not get rid of darkness by hitting it with a baseball bat. We only get rid of darkness by turning on the light. Marianne Williamson

Every wonderful quality "in" someone is waiting to be recognized in all of life's great symphony. Donna Goddard

To lose someone you love is the very worst thing in the world. It creates an invisible hole that you feel you are falling down and will never end. People you love make the world real and solid and when they suddenly go away forever, nothing feels solid any more. Matt Haig

We have a choice. We can be jaded by what we’ve lost, or joyous over what that thing had accomplished while we had it. Craig D. Lounsbrough

To speak of ‘trying again’ while her ghost was still in the room was an insult to both the child gone before and the child that might come after. The child before might be merely a precursor, a practice run, a whole person deemed sufficiently remembered and loved; while the child after might be a bandaid child, a second child, a replacement child. Without time taken to wait — not until the first child was forgotten but until the hideous burning fire of grief had dulled — neither child could be fully a person, but just a function of the other. Anna SpargoRyan

Finally, only her and Benji and the solitude she craved. But with solitude came feelings. Anger. Hovering between life and death. Wanting one, then the other. Hating Michael. Grieving for him because she'd loved him so. But most of all grieving for Willow until the pain became so great that she welcomed the numbness back as if a long-lost lover. Dominique Wilson

Loss has no friend, no allies, no benefit to the human spirit. Asa Don Brown

As an individual, you are entitled to your time of grief, process of grief, and right to grieve. Asa Don Brown

The loss of a child exploits the emotions of each individual it encounters. Asa Don Brown

An anchor should be someone who is personally open and willing to communicate. Asa Don Brown

To let something go is to participate in a much greater dance that we call life. Craig D. Lounsbrough

When everything looks the same on the outside, yet everything has changed on the inside, we break. We break in half. This is the duality of loss. Christina Rasmussen

Don't grieve over the past, It's all gone! Don't worry about the future, It may never come! Live in the present, And enjoy every moment. Mouloud Benzadi

Starting over is an acceptance of a past we can’t change, an unrelenting conviction that the future can be different, and the stubborn wisdom to use the past to make the future what the past was not. Craig D. Lounsbrough

For me, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is like a good friend. A necessary girlfriend, but with chronic PMS. A temperamental — and even volatile — friend who does not play well with others and whom I dearly love. It’s a strange relationship. Kelly Wilson

We will remember what it was like to lose you, our pain the black background of our electric blue joy. We will remember that there are few answers to our questions; the questions that seem to float into an endless expanse of sky. Kelly Wilson

I have become conscious of my own “cry face.” My face puckers like the business end of a hot dog except for my mouth, which stretches in a grimace so wide as to accommodate said hotdog horizontally within it. It’s not pretty. Kelly Wilson

I realized at that moment that depression and I will always be linked, tugging back and forth, like the drunken uncle who still gets invited to the family reunion even though everyone knows he’s going to make a messy scene. Kelly Wilson

I have attempted for years to make fun of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, which is a dangerous game. It’s similar to poking fun at the largest, scariest bully at your school and assuming you won’t get beat up. Kelly Wilson

Being in home is like magic moments, in a magic world, among magicians. Durgesh Satpathy

God is a creation of human brain Durgesh Satpathy

The process of grieving any loss is dependent upon your relationship to the person. Asa Don Brown

It made him sad, realising that their smell was going to be gone for good one day. Even if they kept all their clothes, the scent would vanish eventually and become only a memory, just like everything else about them. Sometimes he thought he couldn’t even remember their voices anymore. There were photos of course, but it wasn’t the same. Although he had not hugged either of his parents in years, the thought of not being able to do so was too painful to bear, especially when he felt like he needed it. Eventually he would forget what it had felt like to be near his mum or what kind of a presence his father had. They were just going to be names, mere mentions in conversation that were glazed over and didn’t mean much to anybody. . Pamela Harju

No. Really. I've thought about it a lot. You learn to live with it, with them. Because they do stay with you, even if they're not living, breathing people any more. It's not the same crushing grief you felt at first, the kind that swamps you, and makes you want to cry in the wrong places and get irrationally angry with all the idiots who are still alive when the person you love is dead. It's just something you learn to accommodate. Like adapting around a whole. I don't know. It's like you become.. a doughnut instead of a bun. Jojo Moyes

Today’s ashes are tomorrow’s soil. Craig D. Lounsbrough

Everyone else’s Minute of remembering is over, but ours stretches on and on. It doesn’tend. Corey Ann Haydu

This is another awful truth of losing people you love: everyone needs something different. And the needs almost never match up. Corey Ann Haydu