Elizabeth McCracken Quotes

If you learn the language of loss early, I think you seek out others who have experienced the same thing, who speak that same language of loss.

Love . . . includes fellowship in suffering, in joy and in effort.

I'm very often still very much alive for that other being and that other world long after the film is finished.

Those who have suffered understand suffering and therefore extend their hand.

Anyone who has experienced a certain amount of loss in their life has empathy for those who have experienced loss.

Any relationship, I'm talking about even with your kids, when you got something they can relate to - both of y'all - it helps.

...when I came back, I found Mom sobbing at the kitchen table...Then I asked her what had happened. 'Nothing,'she said. 'I was thinking about that man...I started thinking about...if he and his wife and their other child are okay, and I don't know. It just got to me.' 'I know,' I said, because I did know. Sometimes it's safer to cry about people you don't know than to think about people you really love.

Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears. Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those eyes. Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokeberry, mint and lime; I love to hear it speaking. Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow, and pain. Shared and once again shared experience.

Pain shared, my brother, is pain not doubled but halved. No man is an island

And I loved this moment for all it's pain...We seemed for a moment like two parts of the same thing.

Because of our kinship in suffering, our channels of contact have always been charged with the language of the heart.

She curled up and pressed her cheek against his chest. Her ear was right above his heart. She was listening to his thoughts. "I need to know this," Aomame said. "That we're in the same world, seeing the same things.

My fans are my family, because they understand me and I understand them.

People love to be listened to and represented, and they love it when they feel like you have some of the same problems that they do. Everybody deals with things like romantic difficulties in relationships and death and cancer and abuse.

I think that connection with humans is so important. Sometimes I'll do this monologue and talk to the crowd, like, 'Come on, let's really connect here.' I don't think a lot of people understand it's a two-way exchange. Some people go to a show and are like, 'Yeah, you make me feel.' That's not how it works.

My heart burnt within me with indignation and grief; we could think of nothing else. All night long we had only snatches of sleep, waking up perpetually to the sense of a great shock and grief. Every one is feeling the same. I never knew so universal a feeling.

What I felt is the same kind of love I felt between Waylon and his audience. And that's what I miss.

We are not programmed to bury our kids.

It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone.

If I told you the tragedy parts, we'd all sit here and cry.

But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the other is feeling something, having once existed, its effect is not to be done away with.

Nobody understands another's sorrow, and nobody another's joy.

After I got over the terrible pain of having something of mine taken from me, I began to think how bad everybody else must be feeling. It wasn't a nice time.

Appalling things can happen to children. And even a happy childhood is filled with sadnesses.

I know some people that have gone through serious struggles. People that were close to me, and I've seen some terrible things about people who lose it. So I think that type of pain is something that's human and that, actually, can help us look at ourselves a little bit.