Sarah Addison Allen Quotes

When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.

I had to go on without my mother, even though I was suffering terribly, grieving her.

One word I had throughout the first year and a half of my mother's death was 'unmoored.' I felt that I had no anchor, that I had no home in the world.

Little solace comes to those who grieve when thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.

grief is a house that disappears each time someone knocks at the door or rings the bell a house that blows into the air at the slightest gust that buries itself deep in the ground while everyone is sleeping

Seeing death is not as difficult as you might think. What's harder is to see people suffer. It's the people the dead left behind that get to you.

Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.

No matter how prepared you think you are for the death of a loved one, it still comes as a shock, and it still hurts very deeply.

I was scared when I lost my mother, my father, my brother, my sister.

I think any time we lose people, it's a hard moment.

Nobody can prepare you for the loss of a parent.

The loss of my father was the most traumatic event in my life - I can't forget the pain.

I know what you go through when you learn someone close to you has died.

I am not sad, but I am melancholic. When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.

My life was very tenuous last year. My daughter's death, in March in 2007, was unexpected. It was a shock. I didn't know if I'd survive it.

I've lost lots of men in my life, besides my mother, which is a whole different loss.

There's nothing that symbolizes loss or grief more than a mother losing a child.

I never really had to deal with a death in the family, let alone my brother.

Too many people I've loved dearly have left this earth. And some I've lost are still here breathing the same air. That grief can be comparable if not worse in its consumption.

I think loss of loved ones is the hardest blow in life.

Losing my parents was the most crushing thing that ever happened to me. I lost my dad when I was 26, and it changed my life entirely.

A fundamental and unfortunate part of being alive is to suffer loss and to suffer grief.

My mother passed in 2002. That was a blow like no other blow.

Losing someone you love is tough.

Nothing had prepared me for the depth of pain George's death precipitated.