What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.
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.
He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.
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 the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.
Copyright: Elisabeth Kubler-Ross Family Limited Partnership.
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.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.
A well-spent day brings happy sleep.
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.
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.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent.
Death cannot kill what never dies.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
There is a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance.
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