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“Oh! grief is fantastic; it weaves a web on which to trace the history of its woe from every form and change around; it incorporates itself with all living nature; it finds sustenance in every object; as light, it fills all things, and, like light, it gives its own colors to all.”

Giving Light Form Grief Objects Color All Things Fantastic Woe Sustenance

Book:The last man, by the author of Frankenstein

Source: The last man, by the author of Frankenstein

“In I Praise My Destroyer, Diane Ackerman demonstrates once again her love for the specific language that rises from the juncture of self and the natural world, and her skillful use of that language. Whether she turns her attention to the act of eating an apricot 'the color of shame and dawn,' or to 'the omnipotence of light,' or to grief when 'All the greens of summer have blown apart,' her linking of unique images, her energetic wit and whimsy, her compassionate investment in life, always bring new pleasures and perceptions to the reader.”

“Think of your child, then, not as dead, but as living; not as a flower that has withered, but as one that is transplanted, and touched by a Divine hand, is blooming in richer colors and sweeter shades than those of earth.”

Thinking Children Hands Earth Parent Loss Grief Divine Color Flower Our Children Your Children Touched Shade Think Of You Blooming Withered Parent Child Loss Of A Parent

Author:Richard Hooker

“Evolution tells us how to survive; art tells us how it's possible still to live even while knowing that we and all we love will someday vanish. It says there's beauty even in grief, freedom even inside the strictures of form and of life. What's liberating isn't what's simplest; it's the ability to include more and more shadows, colors and possibilities inside any moment's meeting of self and world.”

World Art Stills Self Moments Form Ability Grief Knowing Possibility Color Evolution Shadow Meetings Someday Simplest Liberating

Author:Jane Hirshfield

“The Bible goes equally to the cottage of the peasant, and the palace of the king. - It is woven into literature, and colors the talk of the street. The bark of the merchant cannot sail without it; and no ship of war goes to the conflict but it is there. It enters men's closets; directs their conduct, and mingles in all the grief and cheerfulness of life.”

Men War Literature Grief Streets Color Kings Conflict Ships Sail Closets Palaces Peasants Woven Cheerfulness Bark Merchants Cottages

Author:Theodore Parker

“He didn't know of course. Not really. And yet that was what he said, and I was soothed to hear it. For I knew what he meant. We all have our sorrows, and although the exact delineaments, weight, and dimensions of grief are different for everyone, the color of grief is common to us all. "I know," he said, because he was human, and therefore, in a way, he did.”

Knows Way Humans Said Different Courses Common Grief Color Sorrow Weight Dimensions

Book:The Thirteenth Tale

Source: The Thirteenth Tale

“For I shall learn from flower and leaf, That color every drop they hold, To change the lifeless wine of grief To living gold.”

Grief Color Flower Gold Wine Leafs Lifeless

Book:Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale

Source: Mirror of the Heart: Poems of Sara Teasdale

“Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every breath is full of choking. There is nothing to hold on to, no sides, no way to claw myself up. There is nothing to do but let go. Let go. Feel the weight all around you, feel the squeezing of your lungs, the slow, low pressure. Let yourself go deeper. There is nothing but bottom. There is nothing but the taste of metal, and the echoes of old things, and days that look like darkness.”

Way Feels Looks Sides Water Grief Darkness Color Taste Letting Go Lows Weight Pressure Breaths Bottom Deeper Buried Metals Echoes Dirt Lungs Choke Sinking Claws Old Things Squeezing

Author:Lauren Oliver

“Our griefs, as well as our joys, owe their strongest colors to our imaginations. There is nothing so grievous to be borne that pondering upon it will not make it heavier; and there is no pleasure so vivid that the animation of fancy cannot liven it.”

Wells Art Joy Imagination Pleasure Grief Color Fancy Strongest Vivid Animation Pondering

Book:Aphorisms of Sir Philip Sidney: With Remarks

Source: Aphorisms of Sir Philip Sidney: With Remarks