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“How am I supposed to accept that the worst thing to ever happen to me has no meaning?”

Book:That Weekend

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“When someone dies, their spirit is free. But no one is free that is left behind. (...) Grief is like soil. It is heavy and clings to your skin, even when you come up for air. And sometimes, even after you think you have brushed it off, it is suddenly there again, miring you in something heavy and dead and weighted and dark.”

Grief

Book:I Am an Island

Source: I Am an Island

“If you live long enough, you are bound to experience enough grief. Do not let your past consume your present. Use the lessons learned the hard way to shape your future.”

Grief Grief And Loss Lessons Learnt

Book:Life of a Sunset Kid

Source: Life of a Sunset Kid

“Grief is an utterly selfish state of mind. Nobody can possibly understand the depth and complexity of your pain, the scale of your loss. It blinds you. It blinds you to so, so much.”

Grief Fiction Mental Health Grief And Loss

Book:What Remains of Elsie Jane

Source: What Remains of Elsie Jane

“Life teaches patience: what was once beyond your grasp often becomes attainable with time. The Nokia 3310 was once a treasure; today, it is forgotten, replaced by greater things. So wait—your season will surely come.”

Motivational Life Lessons Philosophical

Author:Prince Uduak Pedro

“Have you ever felt a beloved hand grow cold in yours? If not, then I don’t expect you to understand.”

Loss Grief

Book:The Girl in the Castle

Source: The Girl in the Castle

“Kalaupun Mama mau bilang ke orang-orang punya dua anak, seenggaknya Mama bilang sama mereka kalau anak Mama yang pertama udah meninggal!”

Grief Loss Of A Sibling Wounded Past

Book:Serangkai

Source: Serangkai

“Andrei rested on a bench directly in front of a grave that belonged to: 'A father, hard worker, and beloved friend.' He leaned back, resting in the cemetery, and with each second, his desire to know more about this man 'Yeah, he’s a father, hard worker, and beloved friend. Weren’t we all at some point? What’s his kink? The worst thing he’s done to a person? The greatest thing he’s good at?' he thought. That’s what Andrei wanted to know. Not titles the man himself would disapprove of. What good was a proper impression in a cemetery filled with thousands of proper impressions? One must be indecent. So Andrei closed his eyes and imagined the father who worked hard and was a beloved friend. Maybe his kink was that he needed to do it in public—in the restroom after a date or at church during mass. Maybe the worst thing he had ever done was work so hard for his family that he never once saw them. Maybe the best thing he was good at was giving gifts to his friends. Yes, that’s it. He never gave money or handed them gift cards, but instead gave his brothers exactly what filled them the most. One year, he gave a notebook to his buddy John with the same line written over and over in painful cursive. The line said: 'Happy Birthday, you get thirteen hours of my life' and repeated until you could see the traces of hand cramps squiggling for life on the forty-second page. 'What a good man,' imagined Andrei. 'Hell of a mate.”

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Book:A Happy Ghost

Source: A Happy Ghost

“For now, we will watch the seagulls swallow paper, Appa and I. We will laugh and laugh, because the snow is still soft and we are still here.”

Grief Healing Lyrical

Book:Postcards

Source: Postcards

“Sometimes, in the quiet of the rain, I would catalog what I had left behind: milk swirling in pale ceramic bowls, elbows at the table, cicada songs, soft orange wind.”

Loss Grief

Book:Postcards

Source: Postcards

“Admirable, Kol thought bitterly, guilt gnawing in his gut. You’re wrong about me, Adella. He let out a guttural shout as he threw the book, and it slammed against the wall. You hired me to protect you, and I left. Now you’re gone— He pressed his hands into his wet eyes, his breath coming out in ragged gasps.”

Loss Grief Guilt

Book:Legends of Andolin: Rising Tides

Source: Legends of Andolin: Rising Tides

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