Caitriona Balfe Quotes

The death of my kid made me a stronger person. There's no end to what I'm willing to do.

Sad things happen. They do. But we don't need to live sad forever.

It takes strength to make your way through grief, to grab hold of life and let it pull you forward.

'Harry Potter' changed my life in more ways than one, and it helped me get through my mother's death.

The heart will break, but broken live on.

Cancer is a very sad thing, but you can always take something from every experience.

Life is short. You have to be able to laugh at our pain or we never move on.

I don't believe in regretting - one should try to move on. My mum was good at that. She was deeply in love with my father, and he died when I was nine. She remarried, and her second husband died, too. I saw the grieving process she went through. My mother had this way of moving on. It was a fine trait.

Things heal. Bad stuff happens, but you go on. Life takes care of it.

I am not going to be licked by tragedy, as life is a challenge, and we must carry on and work for the living as well as mourn for the dead.

I think when tragedy occurs, it presents a choice. You can give in to the void: the emptiness that fills your heart, your lungs, constricts your ability to think or even breathe. Or you can try to find meaning.

I've been at the bottom. I've lost loved ones, I've lost best friends, but that's part of life. I don't hide that.

Everyone deals with loss. I'm no different, but we all find our ways of coming through things. Is it tough? Of course, but you find the strength to push on through.

Every one of us have been disappointed before and have had to go through the grieving process of anger and, you know, disappointment and then acceptance and forgiveness.

There's always something good to come out of disappointment: Comfort.

We’re built to move on. Someone dies, no matter how close you are to them, you move on. That helps in a lot of ways.

The living can't quit living because the world has turned terrible and people they love and need are killed. They can't because they don't. The light that shines into darkness and never goes out calls them on into life. It calls them back again into the great room. It calls them into their bodies and into the world, into whatever the world will require. It calls them into work and pleasure, goodness and beauty, and the company of other loved ones.

But Laila has decided that she will not be crippled by resentment. Mariam wouldn’t want it that way. ‘What’s the sense?’ she would say with a smile both innocent and wise. ‘What good is it, Laila jo?’ And so Laila has resigned herself to moving on. For her own sake, for Tariq’s, for her children’s. And for Mariam, who still visits Laila in her dreams, who is never more than a breath or two below her consciousness. Laila has moved on. Because in the end she knows that’s all she can do. That and hope.

We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

I think loss can fuel how you lead your whole life.

After you have wept and grieved for your physical losses, cherish the functions and the life you have left.

I think you make the best with what you've got, you know? Sometimes you have very little. And you just always try to rise to higher ground, because you're going to suffer one way or the other, so you just hope that you have strength and perseverance and good friends and faith, some kind of faith, to endure and move on to greener pastures.

Mankind at its most desperate is often at its best.

The time you spend grieving over a man should never exceed the amount of time you actually spent with him.

Yes, I have cancer and it might not go away, but I can still have a future because life goes on.