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“Inside my mother's death / I lay and could not breathe.”

Mother Grief Lays Breathe

Book:Collected Poems: 1930–1993

Source: Collected Poems: 1930–1993

“Precious attribute of woe-worn humanity! that can snatch ecstatic emotion, even from under the very share and harrow, that ruthlessly ploughs up and lays waste every hope.”

Humanity Grief Emotion Share Despair Waste Lays Attributes Worn Woe Ecstatic

Book:The last man, by the author of Frankenstein

Source: The last man, by the author of Frankenstein

“My worst year. The only thing that I know for a fact now is that if it's really a bad day, then I draw the curtains, and I lay in bed. There is no way of dealing with grief. And I have no idea. This year I had double of them, my mother and my husband. I just take it one day at a time.”

Ifs Knows Way Years Ideas Facts Mother Grief Worst One Day Bed Husband Draws Lays No Idea My Husband Curtains Bad Day One Day At A Time Take It One Day At A Time

Author:Iman Abdulmajid

“I was perpetually grief-stricken when I finished a book, and would slide down from my sitting position on the bed, put my cheek on the pillow and sigh for a long time. It seemed there would never be another book. It was all over, the book was dead. It lay in its bent cover by my hand. What was the use? Why bother dragging the weight of my small body down to dinner? Why move? Why breathe? The book had left me, and there was no reason to go on.”

Long Book Reason Use Body Hands Moving Left Grief Position Goes On Bed Long Time Sitting Weight Lays Dinner Finished Breathe Bother No Reason Cheeks Bent Sigh Slides Pillow Why Bother

Author:Marya Hornbacher

“This soldier, I realized, must have had friends at home and in his regiment; yet he lay there deserted by all except his dog. I looked on, unmoved, at battles which decided the future of nations. Tearless, I had given orders which brought death to thousands. Yet here I was stirred, profoundly stirred, stirred to tears. And by what? By the grief of one dog. Napoleon Bonaparte, on finding a dog beside the body of his dead master, licking his face and howling, on a moonlit field after a battle. Napoleon was haunted by this scene until his own death.”

Home Body Faces Order Given Nations Grief Dog Fields Tears Masters Scene Battle Findings Decided Lays Soldier I Realized Deserted Licking Dog Loss Bonaparte

Author:Napoleon Bonaparte

“But what was there to say? Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat. Only that a hard honey-colored shoulder had a semicircle of teethmarks on it. Only that they held each other close, long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness, but hideous grief. Only that once again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much.”

Should Long Hard Together Law Night Grief Tears Lays Lovely Shoulders Broke Emptiness Throat Honey Hideous Spoons Quietness

Author:Arundhati Roy

“I think I am beginning to understand why grief feels like suspense. It comes from the frustration of so many impulses that had become habitual. Thought after thought feeling after feeling action after action had H. for their object. Now their target is gone. I keep on through habit fitting an harrow to the string then I remember and have to lay the bow down. So many roads lead through to H. I set out on one of them. But now there's an impassable frontier-post across it. So many roads once now so many culs de sac.”

Thinking Feels Feelings Action Remember Grief Gone Objects Habit Lays Posts Suspense Impulse Frustration Strings Target Bows Frontiers Fitting Habitual

Book:A Grief Observed

Source: A Grief Observed

“And when [Bëor] lay dead, of no wound or grief, but stricken by age, the Eldar saw for the first time the swift waning of the life of Men, and the death of weariness which they knew not in themselves; and they grieved greatly for the loss of their friends. But Bëor at the last had relinquished his life willingly and passed in peace; and the Eldar wondered much at the strange fate of Men, for in all their lore there was no account of it, and its end was hidden from them.”

Men Firsts Ends Age Lasts Loss Grief Saws Fate Strange First Time Accounts Lays Wounds Weariness

Book:The Silmarillion

Source: The Silmarillion

“Grief was like a terrible burden, but at least you could lay it down by the side of the road and walk away from it. Antonia had come only a few paces, but already she could turn and look back and not weep. It wasn't anything to do with forgetting. It was just accepting. Nothing was ever so bad once you had accepted it.”

Looks Turns Sides Walks Forget Grief Accepting Terrible Lays Burden Accepted Pace Antonia

Book:The Shell Seekers

Source: The Shell Seekers

“In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs-and God has given my share- I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down.”

World Stills Care Hope Given Hours Grief Share This World Lays Rounds Humble Wander Crowns

Book:The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Poetical works. Dramas. The vicar of Wakefield

Source: The Works of Oliver Goldsmith: Poetical works. Dramas. The vicar of Wakefield

“Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing; To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing, die.”

“Art thou in misery, brother? Then I pray Be comforted. Thy grief shall pass away. Art thou elated? Ah, be not too gay; Temper thy joy: this, too, shall pass away. Art thou in danger? Still let reason sway, And cling to hope: this, too, shall pass away. Tempted art thou? In all thine anguish lay One truth to heart: this, too, shall pass away. Do rays of loftier glory round thee play? Kinglike art thou? This, too, shall pass away! Whate'er thou art, wher'er thy footsteps stray, Heed these wise words: This, too, shall pass away.”

“Change is the sum of the universe, and what is of nature ought not to be feared. But one gives it hostages, and lays one's grief upon the gods. Sokrates is free, and would have taught me freedom. But I have yoked the immortal horse that draws the chariot with a horse of earth; and when the one falls, both are entangled in the traces.”

Giving Earth Fall Universe Grief Taught Ought Draws Horse Lays Immortal Hostage Chariots

Book:The Last of the Wine: A Virago Modern Classic

Source: The Last of the Wine: A Virago Modern Classic