“ There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It starts like a strange gnawing at your heart. It then slowly spreads. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling. Avijeet Das
“ ...all winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming... John Geddes
“ There is that gnawing feeling that we are far more than what we believe ourselves to be. Maybe it’s time to believe the gnawing. Craig D. Lounsbrough
