Henry Taylor Quotes

I think that people always say when people pass away that time heals all wounds. And that's probably the biggest lie. It's not true. I think we all need to remember that it is always still tough, and it's like losing a piece of your heart.

My dad passed away before my freshman year, and it altered how I thought. I was depressed - I didn't hang out with my friends. I worked through it by dancing.

It doesn't hurt to feel sad from time to time.

Time heals all wounds, unless you pick at them.

They say time heals all wounds, but sometimes you wonder.

Cripple crow say something for our grieving, where do we go once we start leaving. Well close that wound or else keep on bleeding and change your tune, it's got no meaning.

Receding from grief, it seems necessary to retrace the same steps that brought us there.

The worst of it is over now, and I can't say that I am glad. Lose that sense of loss—you have gone and lost something else. But the body moves toward health. The mind, too, in steps. One step at a time. Ask a mother who has just lost a child, How many children do you have? "Four," she will say, "—three," and years later, "Three," she will say, "—four.

After my husband died, I could not write much - I could not concentrate. I was too exhausted most of the time even to contemplate writing. But I did take notes - not for fiction, but for a journal, or diary, of this terrible time. I did not think that I would ever survive this interlude.

There's something about losing friends, particularly young people, where it's not something that you get over. I don't believe there's a healing process.

Time takes away the grief of men.

Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement. I will not try it. Time is the only comforter for the loss of a mother.

In grief, after even the happiest of relationships, we go over things again and again.

Losing my parents, who I admired, loved and needed, it took a long time to be able to move on.

No one could save me from the grief of losing my child or losing my first marriage. I had to do that on my own.

I lost my husband, and it's a horrific thing to live through.

To lose two babies is really scary. It really caught on me emotionally, physically, everything. It took me at least 15 years to get over it and still, to this day, I miss my son.

With grief, you know, the only way to get through it is through it.

When you lose a mother or father, it's still the hardest time of your life.

Grief is a very scary thing, and there comes a point where it can really take you down.

It's hard to make progress with grief.

I think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a doily on top of it; you can push it to the corner of the room-but eventually, you learn to live with it.

Losses do that. One life-loss can infect the whole of a life. Like a rash that wears through our days, our sight becomes peppered with black voids. Now everywhere we look, we only see all that isn’t: holes, lack, deficiency.

I've not really had a bad Christmas. Apart from serious things, like when my father died. He rather spoiled the party and I've never forgiven him for falling off the twig on Christmas Day.

Bones heal, but the loss of my friend will never heal.