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.
When you are sorrowful, look again.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
The only cure for grief is action.
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.
Until one has loved an animal a part of one's soul remains unawakened.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.
A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
Grief is a most peculiar thing; we’re so helpless in the face of it. It’s like a window that will simply open of its own accord. The room grows cold, and we can do nothing but shiver. But it opens a little less each time, and a little less; and one day we wonder what has become of it.
In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
There is no death, only a change of worlds.
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.
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
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