“Let me moderate our sorrows. The grief of a man should not exceed proper bounds, but be in proportion to the blow he has received. [Lat., Ponamus nimios gemitus: flagrantior aequo Non debet dolor esse viri, nec vulnere major.]” MenShouldGriefSorrowMajorsLet MeBoundsBlowProportionModeratesExceed Author:Juvenal
“If, as you believe there is an Almighty, Omnipresent, Omniscient God, who created the earth or universe, please let me know, first of all, as to why he created this world. This world which is full of woe and grief, and countless miseries, where not even one person lives in peace....Where is God? What is He doing? Is He getting a diseased pleasure out of it? A Nero! A Genghis Khan! Down with Him!” IfsKnowsWorldFirstsBelievePersonsEarthUniversePleasureGriefThis WorldPleaseLet MeMiseryAlmightyWoeDiseasedOmniscientNero Author:Bhagat Singh
“HE was standing across the street, staring at her with a look of shock and dismay. One look in Oliver's eyes and she knew he knew. But how? How could he have known? The'd been so careful to keep their love a secret. The grief etched all over his face was too much to bear. Schuyler felt the words catch in her throat as she crossed the stree to stand in front of him. "Ollie...it's not..." Oliver shot her a look of pure hatred, turned on his heel and began to run away. "OLIVER, please,let me explain.” LooksEyeRunningFacesFeltGriefSecretKnownToo MuchStreetsFrontsBearsPleasePureShotsStandingHatredLet MeCarefulStaringShockThroatRunning AwayHeelsDismay Author:Melissa de la Cruz
“let me tell you what happens when you cook down the syrup of loss over the open fire of sorrow: it solidfies into something wlaw. not grief, like you'd expect, or even regret. no, it gets thick as paste, black as ash; yet it isn't until you dip a finger in and feel that sharp taste dissolving on your tounge that you realize this is angel in its purest form, unrefined; a substance to be weighed and measyred and spread.” FeelsHappensFormBlackRealizingLossGriefFireRegretLike YouSorrowTasteAngelLet MeFingersSpreadCooksSubstanceThickAshesDipDissolvingSyrup Author:Jodi Picoult
“The heart that loves must one day grieve. Love and grief are the Goddess's twined gifts. Let the pain in, let it open your heart to compassion. Let me help you bear your grief and then may your heart ease and open to greater love. May the love that flows eternally through the universe embrace and comfort you. p.85” HeartMayHelpingPainUniverseGriefCompassionGreaterBearsComfortOne DayFlowLet MeEmbraceEaseGrievingGoddessOpen Your HeartGreater Love Book:The Calling: Book Seven Source: The Calling: Book Seven
“Graystripe pushed past Tigerheart and Whitestorm and crouched beside his old friend. "I would have taken your place if you had let me". His voice was hoarse with grief.” IfsPastVoiceGriefTakenLet MeOld FriendsGraystripe Author:Erin Hunter
“Let me come in when you are weeping, friend, and let me take your hand. I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, can understand.” HandsGriefKnownSorrowLet MeGrievingWeepingGriefing Author:Grace Noll Crowell
“I just looked at her, feeling utterly empty. I didn't know what I was supposed to say to her. My life is in that bed. Please let me stay.” KnowsLongFeelingsLife IsLossGriefBrokenPleaseBedEmptyLet MeDistanceLong DistanceDistance RelationshipLong Distance RelationshipLong Distant Relationship Book:Linger Source: Linger