The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing...that is a friend who cares.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
One can choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances.
Death cannot kill what never dies.
The caterpillar dies so the butterfly could be born. And, yet, the caterpillar lives in the butterfly and they are but one. So, when I die, it will be that I have been transformed from the caterpillar of earth to the butterfly of the universe.
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
Those we love don't go away, they sit beside us every day.
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of human freedoms - to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of those depths.
Copyright: Elisabeth Kubler-Ross Family Limited Partnership.
Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
People are like stained - glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.
Our mind thinks of death. Our heart thinks of life. Our soul thinks of Immortality.
The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.
When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Death is nothing else but going home to God, the bond of love will be unbroken for all eternity.
The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not "get over" the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again but you will never be the same. Nor should you be the same nor would you want to.
Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
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