Charles Frazier Quotes

I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.

If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my breast, it will rain in my soul night and day, the snow will burn my heart, I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow, my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall live

I hate death; it takes people away from you. You're left feeling rudderless.

To me, death is dark, pain, grief.

I can't bear to think of life without Janice. I want to go first because I don't want to miss her, because that would be a pain far worse than any death.

Despair is part of love.

The truth is simple, you do not die from love. You only wish you did.

I hate you for all the years I 'll have to live without you. How can a heart hurt this much and still go on beating? How can I feel this bad without dying from it? I 've bruised my knees with praying to have you back. None of my prayers have been answered. I tried to send them up to heaven but they 're trapped here on earth, like bobwhites beneath the snow. I try to sleep and it's like I 'm suffocating. Where have you gone? Once you said that if I wasn't with you, it wouldn't be heaven. I can't let go of you. Come back and haunt me. Come back.

The ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I want so badly to follow them, but the seawater saturates my wings, making it impossible to lift them. The ones I hated have taken to the water, horrible scaled things that tear my salty flesh with needle teeth. Biting again and again. Dragging me beneath the surface.

Is not absence death to those who love?

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies," Jenks whispered, empty and bereft. "My word silent, though I should howl. Muffled by death, my wings can't lift me high enough to find you. I feel you within. Unaware of my pain. Not knowing why I mourn. And why I breathe alone.

We each die countless little deaths on our way to the last. We die out of shame as humiliation. We perish from despair. And, of course, we die for love.

The happiest of pillows is not that which love first presses! it is that which death has frowned on and passed over.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

Hell, madam, is to love no longer.

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.

Left love behind many years ago. Now it rests under a cross in the cemetery in Tombstone.

Absence and death are the same - only that in death there is no suffering.

I don't think you could get anything worse than losing a child. I think if my child died, I would prefer it if I were dead.

Grief is so human, and it hits everyone at one point or another, at least, in their lives. If you love, you will grieve, and that's just given.

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

I think that one of the reasons why people look towards the end of humanity is that people are afraid to die alone. If you die alone, the people you love will miss you, or if they die, you miss them - the sorrow is inevitable. When you truly love someone, the thought of losing them forever is horrible.

Most songs are somewhere between love and death, and mine are no exception.