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“Go, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven's sphere.”

Hard Lying Speak Heaven Grief Cry Mines Stones Dear Grieving Spheres Darling

Author:Petrarch

“I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numb'd too much for hopes or fears; Look right, look left, I dwell alone; I lift mine eyes, but dimm'd with grief No everlasting hills I see; My life is in the falling leaf: O Jesus, quicken me.”

Looks Heart Eye Life Is Fall Jesus Left Grief Too Much Tears Mines My Heart Stones Wit Hills Lifts Leafs Everlasting Numb Falling Leaves

Author:Christina Rossetti

“I didn’t feel anything but a bone-deep weariness. Like I was suddenly a hundred years old, and I knew at that moment I would have to live a hundred more years, carrying my grief around like a backpack full of stones.”

Feels Years Moments Grief Hundred Stones Bones That Moment Weariness

Book:Good in Bed

Source: Good in Bed

“She sat in her room on the couch my parents had given up on and worked on hardening herself. Take deep breaths and hold them. Try to stay still for longer and longer periods of time. Make yourself small and like a stone. Curl the edges of yourself up and fold them under where no one can see. ~pg 29, Susie's sister Lindsey dealing with grief.”

Trying Stills Given Parent Rooms Grief Periods Stones Breaths Edges Sat Folds Given Up Couches Curls Deep Breath

Author:Alice Sebold

“You will live as you live anywhere. With difficulty, and grief. Yes, you are dead. And I and my family and everyone, always, forever. All dead, like stones. But what does it matter? You still have to go to work in the morning. You still have to live.”

Doe Stills Matter Grief Morning Forever Stones My Family Difficulty Does It Matter

Book:Deathless

Source: Deathless

“If, on thinking this, I look up to see if reality can quench my thirst, I see inexpressive facades, inexpressive faces, inexpressive gestures. Stones, bodies, ideas - all dead. All movements are one great standstill. Nothing means anything to me, not because it's unfamiliar but because I don't know what it is. The world has slipped away. And in the bottom of my soul - as the only reality of this moment - there's an intense and invisible grief, a sadness like the sound of someone crying in a dark room.”

“Perhaps I will die too, she told herself, and the thought did not seem so terrible to her. If she flung herself from the window, she could put an end to her suffering, and in the years to come the singers would write songs of her grief. Her body would lie on the stones below, broken and innocent, shaming all those who had betrayed her. Sansa went so far as to cross the bedchamber and throw open the shutters ... but then her courage left her, and she ran back to her bed, sobbing.”

Source: A Game of Thrones 4-Book Bundle: A Song of Ice and Fire Series: A Game of Thrones, A Clash of Kings, A Storm of Swords, and A Feast for Crows

“Time passes and I am still not through it. Grief isn't something you get over. You live with it. You go on on with it lodged in you. Sometimes I feel like I have swallowed a pile of stones. Grief makes me heavy. It makes me slow. Even on days when I laugh a lot, or dance, or finish a project, or meet a deadline, or celebrate, or make love, it is there. Lodged deep inside of me.”

Feels Stills Sometimes Grief Laughing Goes On Projects Stones Heavy Celebrate Over You Making Love Get Over Deadline Deep Inside Time Passes

Book:Comfort: A Journey Through Grief

Source: Comfort: A Journey Through Grief

“He once thought it himself, that he might die with grief: for his wife, his daughters, his sisters, his father and master the cardinal. But pulse, obdurate, keeps its rhythm. You think you cannot keep breathing, but your ribcage has other ideas, rising and falling, emitting sighs. You must thrive in spite of yourself; and so that you may do it, God takes out your heart of flesh, and gives you a heart of stone.”

Thinking Giving Heart May Ideas Might Dies Fall Father Grief Wife Masters Daughter Stones Flesh Rhythm Breathing Rising Spite Thrive Sigh Pulse Cardinals Heart Of Stone

Author:Hilary Mantel