Top Grief And Loss Quotes

I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.

Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.

I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.

I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.

I would have followed you to hell and back... if only you'd lead me back.

If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.

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 eye...

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

Loss eventually arrives when something departs. Grief is working through both.

Loss is only temporary when you believe in God!

Those who do not care, escape the anguish of mourning but never know the delights of love. The meaning of life forever eludes them.

To ease a grieving heart is the world's greatest pleasure, more so, when the heart is yours.

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

The greatest loss lies in our inability to accept loss.

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

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

Dancing in the rain is better than despairing in the storm.

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...

To all the motherless daughters out there; may your heartache serve you in the best of ways. May your grief give you a better understanding of yourself, may your sentiment allow you to express and cre...

And there I lie in these damned bandages for a week. And there he lies, swathed up too, like a little mummy. And never crying.But now I like raking him in my arms and looking at him. A lovely forehead...