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“These are the books that brought me closer to myself, that shaped me and my world -- I hope they'll bring you light and joy and, if you ever miss me, you'll find me within their pages.”

Book:The Reading List

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The Reading List

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“This is what’s so terrible about grief: You relive the final moments of your beloved’s life for years and years and years. It’s like flying with one wing. You never become used to it. The shock might wear off, the images grow a little dimmer. But the panic creeps back while you sleep in the brightest part of the day. My dreams are drenched now with the pink foam of the cresting waves, waves pink with the blood of my Lil. The same pink as the ice flowers she had worn on our wingfast night, the pink of the garland she had draped over her head. I have a deep and abiding hatred of morning light now, of high noon, of anything that reminds me of the day my mate died.”

Love Loss Grief Sadness Depression Poetic

Book:The Rise of a Legend

Source: The Rise of a Legend

“It's nobody's fault. But is that even true? It's only human nature to look for a place to lay the blame. Our fingers are more than ready to do the pointing it's like we're all blindfolded and spinning”

Loss Guilt Survivors Guilt

Book:The Astonishing Color of After

Source: The Astonishing Color of After

“Cry at any given moment. Your tears are never inappropriate, never too much, never embarrassing. Though it may feel this way, you will not flood the world with your grief if you let it out. You may well drown yourself If you hold it in. - How to Say Goodbye”

Loss Grief Sorrow Bereavement

Author:Dean Atta

“.. I am free to walk on the moors - but when I go out there alone - everything reminds me of the times when others were with me and the the moors seem a wilderness, featureless, solitary, saddening. My sister Emily had a particular love for them, and there is not a knoll of heather, not a branch of fern, not a young bilberry leaf not a fluttering lark or linnet but reminds me of her. The distant prospects were Anne's delight, and when I look around, she is in the blue tints, the pale mists, the waves and shadows of the horizon. In the hillcountry silence their poetry comes by lines and stanzas into my mind: once I loved it, now I dare not read it, and am driven often to wish I could taste one draught of oblivion and forget much that, whilde mind remains, I never shall forget. Many people seem to recall their departed relatives with a sort of melancholy complacency - but I think these have not watched them through lingering sickness nor witnessed their last moments - it is these reminiscences that stand by your bedside at night, and rise at your pillow in the morning. (Charlotte's letter to Williams, in which she express how much she misses her sisters)”

Loss

Book:The Brontës

Source: The Brontës

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