And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.
If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.
Tears are God's gift to us. Our holy water. They heal us as they flow.
I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death. They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make. Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.
Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
Though lovers be lost love shall not.
But she wasn’t around, and that’s the thing when your parents die, you feel like instead of going in to every fight with backup, you are going into every fight alone.
The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds.
The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
A human life is a story told by God.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
Those we love don't go away, they sit beside us every day.
If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them.
Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.
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