“The Tiger Rising is, again, about a motherless child. His name is Rob Horton. He is dealing with the death of his mother, when he and his father move to a new town. And two things happen the same day that Rob gets sent home. One is he meets a girl named Sistine Bailey, who is what my mother would call "a piece of work," and he finds a real tiger in a cage in the woods behind the motel where he lives with his dad. And that's the story: what happens with the Sistine tiger, the real tiger and Rob's grief.” ChildrenTwoRealStoriesHomeHappensMovingMotherGirlFatherNamesGriefBehindsPiecesDadTownsWoodsThings HappenRisingTwo ThingsTigersCagesMotels Author:Kate DiCamillo
“I'm just a psycho myself. I loved playing Leila [from Fifty Shades Darker], taking on [a character] who's completely unhinged. I saw her as a girl who's grief-stricken and she just doesn't have the tools to cope. Grief and heartbreak, it makes you do some pretty crazy things.” CharacterGirlGriefSawsCrazyToolsFiftyShadePsychoCrazy ThingsFifty Shades Author:Bella Heathcote
“I hated leaving a hole in the smoking world, and so I recruited someone to take my place. People have given me a lot of grief, but I'm pretty sure that after high school, this girl would have started anyway, especially if she chose the army over community college.” PeopleIfsWorldSchoolGirlGivenCommunityGriefCollegeHigh SchoolArmyLeavingHolesHatedSmokingThis GirlCommunity CollegeAfter High SchoolLife After High School Author:David Sedaris
“Without thinking, I knelt in the grass, like someone meaning to pray. When I tried to stand again, I couldn't move, my legs were utterly rigid. Does grief change you like that? Through the birches, I could see the pond. The sun was cutting small white holes in the water. I got up finally; I walked down to the pond. I stood there, brushing the grass from my skirt, watching myself, like a girl after her first lover turning slowly at the bathroom mirror, naked, looking for a sign. But nakedness in women is always a pose. I was not transfigured. I would never be free.” ThinkingFirstsDoeMovingGirlWaterWhiteGriefSunCuttingPrayingLoversMirrorsLegsHolesNakedGrassBathroomSkirtsPondsBrushing Author:Louise Glück
“There are women named Faith, Hope, Joy, and Prudence. Why not Despair, Guilt, Rage, and Grief? It seems only right. 'Tom, I'd like you to meet the girl of my dreams, Tragedy.' These days, Trajedi.” DreamSeemsJoyGirlGriefLike YouDespairTragedyGuiltRageThese DaysWhy NotTomsPrudenceFaith HopeGirl Of My Dreams Book:Brain Droppings Source: Brain Droppings
“People do sometimes change, of course. Habits, allegiances, dreams are all alterable, but only under extraordinary pressure - like great love, fear, grief. More often, people don't change. A girl who never missed a day of work does not suddenly decide to stay home in bed, for no good reason.” PeopleDoeSometimesReasonHomeDreamGirlCoursesGriefHabitBedPressureExtraordinaryAllegianceGreat LoveDon't ChangeFear Of LovePeople Don't Change Book:Dreams of Sleep Source: Dreams of Sleep
“Personally of course I regret everything. Not a word, not a deed, not a thought, not a need, not a grief, not a joy, not a girl, not a boy, not a doubt, not a trust, not a scorn, not a lust, not a hope, not a fear, not a smile, not a tear, not a name, not a face, no time, no place...that I do not regret, exceedingly. An ordure, from beginning to end.” NeedsEndsFacesJoyGirlCoursesNamesGriefBoysDoubtTearsRegretDeedsLustScornI RegretFear Not Book:Watt Source: Watt
“I began to know my story then. Like everybody's, it was going to be the story of living in the absence of the dead. What is the thread that holds it all together? Grief, I thought for a while. And grief is there sure enough, just about all the way through. From the time I was a girl I have never been far from it. But grief is not a force and has no power to hold. You only bear it. Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark, or most in the dark, but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery.” KnowsWayEnoughStoriesTogetherGirlForceDarkLove IsGriefPiecesBearsGoldShiningAbsenceCarrieThreadStitchesEmbroideryShining Out Author:Wendell Berry
“These are the folk who may pass into the kingdom of heaven: the grief-stricken, lovers, scholars of a certain obsessive disposition. Brute beasts. Women who have become as men and men who have become as women. Writers of books with long titles. Only those knights who have failed to touch the Grail. Industrious women. You, and I, and a boy named Oleg, and a girl with blue hair.” MenMayLongBookCertainGirlHeavenGriefBoysHairLoversBlueFolksKingdomsTitlesBeastScholarDispositionKnightsBrutesObsessiveKingdom Of HeavenIndustriousBlue Hair Author:Catherynne M. Valente