David Lowery Quotes

Some things you just don't get over.

I remember the day my mother died, and it's still hard to talk about it. I just blocked it out.

To mourn is to wonder at the strangeness that grief is not written all over your face in bruised hieroglyphics. And it's also to feel, quite powerfully, that you're not allowed to descend into the deepest fathom of your grief - that to do so would be taboo somehow.

I've never really had anybody close to me die. I think the song is about a feeling that I have that, it still applies. It's a feeling of longing, once again.

I just didn't want to admit that he was dead.

When my mother first passed away some time ago, I didn't enjoy food anymore. I just ate to live. My mother had always cooked so well that I didn't think I could follow her.

Breakups are hard for anybody, and no matter how it happens or ends up, they're just hard.

Tears are the noble language of the eye.

You don't go around grieving all the time, but the grief is still there and always will be.

To grieve is something extremely difficult, we don't even know how to begin to grieve, and I don't know how you can be taught to grieve.

Tears are the silent language of grief.

When I need to cry, I think of very sad things, mostly about animals.

Of course the death of Geoffrey has caused a lot of trauma to me generally.

I have a, you know, a John Ritter-shaped hole in my heart. Nobody can replace that.

Grieve and mourn for yourself not once or twice, but again and again.

It is not fun singing about losing somebody like that, but at the same time it was easy to write because the memories were so real and vivid and so much a part of who I am.

I think you have to deal with grief in the sense that you have to recognize that you have it, and say that it's OK to have all the sadness.

Grief is like a moving river, so that's what I mean by it's always changing. It's a strange thing to say because I'm at heart an optimistic person, but I would say in some ways it just gets worse. It's just that the more time that passes, the more you miss someone.

When 'Ishaqzaade' released, I was going through hell. It didn't matter what I said or did, because I had lost my mother.

Cry if you have a compound fracture, by all means. Or if your grandpa died. But otherwise, save it for your pillow.

I write about what happens in my life - and my dad's passing was a huge blow to me.

Memory is the only friend of grief.

There should be a statute of limitation on grief. A rulebook that says it is all right to wake up crying, but only for a month. That after 42 days you will no longer turn with your heart racing, certain you have heard her call out your name. That there will be no fine imposed if you feel the need to clean out her desk; take down her artwork from the refrigerator; turn over a school portrait as you pass - if only because it cuts you fresh again to see it. That it's okay to measure the time she has been gone, the way we once measured her birthdays.

Sorrow is properly that state of the mind in which our desires are fixed upon the past without looking forward to the future.

My sister Edith died at the age of 43. She was the youngest sister and the funniest. I had to harrumph and snort a few times to stop the weeping.