“So who is better off, those who share love long enough to see which parts inevitably fade or those who lose their love when it is still pristine? I think each is lonely in a different place, though if you lose your love while it is still perfect you at least have a clear explanation for your grief, while if it gradually crumbles in your hands you do not.” IfsThinkingLongStillsDifferentEnoughHandsLosesPerfectGriefClearShareLonelyExplanationFadesBetter OffDifferent PlacePristine Book:Losing Julia Source: Losing Julia
“If someone harmed or tortured or killed one of my children I'd feel everything almost anyone else would feel. I'd probably have intense feelings of revenge. But these feelings would fade. In the end they're small and self-concerned. Only the grief would last.” IfsFeelsChildrenEndsSelfFeelingsLastsGriefConcernedRevengeIntenseMy ChildrenFadesIntense Feelings Author:Galen Strawson
“When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.” WayLongFeelingsDeathDiesLosesLossGriefGoneForeverPiecesMissingParticularClothesLong TimeGrievingGrief And LossMailExpectingFadesScentClosetsBereavementPillowAnother DayDrawersSomeone You LoveGriefingLosing SomeoneGrief LossOwen MeanyWhen Someone Dies Book:A Prayer for Owen Meany: A Novel Source: A Prayer for Owen Meany: A Novel
“And no matter what anybody says about grief and about time healing all wounds, the truth is, there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken.” HeartMatterLastsCertainGriefHealingTakenSorrowTruth IsBreathsNo Matter WhatWoundsFadesFade AwayNever Fade Book:God-Shaped Hole: A Novel Source: God-Shaped Hole: A Novel
“Every widow wakes one morning, perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving, to realize she slept a good night's sleep, and will be able to eat breakfast, and doesn't hear her husband's ghost all the time, but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-grandchildren's will be. But we learn to live in that love.” WayYearsChildrenAbleNightParentRealizingLosesHurtLossSleepLove IsGriefMorningLaughingSadnessMinesPureHusbandEdgesGhostGrievingBreakfastFadesReplacedGrandchildrenWidowsGood NightUnwaveringGreat GrandchildrenTimbre Author:Jonathan Safran Foer
“Love is a fabric which never fades, no matter how often it is washed in the water of adversity and grief.” LoveMatterWaterLove IsGriefAdversityFadesFabricBest LoveBeautiful LoveNever Fade Author:Robert Fulghum
“Whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day: Whate'er thy griefs, in sleep they fade away, To sleep! to sleep! Sleep, mournful heart, and let the past be past: Sleep, happy soul, all life will sleep at last.” HeartSoulLastsPastJoySleepGriefGrievingFadesFade Away Author:Alfred Lord Tennyson
“The benefits [of the resurrection] are innumerable. To list a few: Our illnesses don't seem nearly so final; Our fears fade and lose their grip; Our grief over those who have gone on is diminished; Our desires to press on in spite of the obstacles is rejuvenated... Our identity as Christians is strengthened as we stand in the lengthening shadows of saints down through the centuries, who have always answered back in antiphonal voice: 'He is risen, indeed!'” SeemsChristianDesireVoiceLosesGriefGoneCenturyIdentityBenefitsShadowPressesFinalsSaintIllnessObstaclesListsSpiteResurrectionFadesEasterRisenHe Is Risen Author:Charles R. Swindoll
“Grief doesn't fade. Grief scabs over like my scars and pulls into new, painful configurations as it knits. It hurts in new ways. We are never free from grief.” WaySufferingHurtGriefSorrowPainfulScarFadesNew WaysIt HurtsConfigurationScabs Book:Men We Reaped: A Memoir Source: Men We Reaped: A Memoir
“Grief's darkness fades in the sunlight of thanksgiving.” GriefDarknessFadesSunlightThankfulness Author:Billy Graham