Torrey Smith Quotes

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.

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

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

People live, people die. It's always hard when it's a member of your family.

I was slapped down to the ground when my son Wade died in 1996, in April of 1996.

I lost my parents very early in my life. My mom died three weeks after I graduated from high school, and my dad died two years after I got married.

Here's a thing about the death of your mother, or anyone else you love: You can't anticipate how you'll feel afterward. People will tell you; a few may be close to right, none exactly right.

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.

The fact that I lost my son permeates my being.

There is nothing to be compared to this, 'cause we lost our brother, our hero. The world is mourning. We are mourning. The fans are mourning. It is unreal. Unbelievable.

If something was to happen to part of my family, I don't know what I'd do.

My father died in my arms. That's tumult. That's everything exploding.

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

Nobody can prepare you for the loss of a parent.

My brother was a great favorite with everybody, and his death cast a gloom upon the whole neighborhood.

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

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.

And my little sister died when she was 16.

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

I was taking a nose dive somewhere between eleven and twelve because my sister had died and I was practicing something that siblings do which is follow in their footsteps and die as well.

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

It was difficult knowing one of your cousins had lost his life.

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.