Grief is not a disorder, a disease or sign of weakness. It is an emotional, physical and spiritual necessity, the price you pay for love. The only cure for grief is to grieve.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes the ability to experience happiness
Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
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.
It is not length of life, but depth of life.
Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
The only cure for grief is action.
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 in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Tears are God's gift to us. Our holy water. They heal us as they flow.
It is the will of God and Nature that these mortal bodies be laid aside, when the soul is to enter into real life; 'tis rather an embrio state, a preparation for living; a man is not completely born until he be dead: Why then should we grieve that a new child is born among the immortals?
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
A human life is a story told by God.
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