Edwin Hubbel Chapin Quotes

In deep sadness there is no place for sentimentality.

I suppose I'm interested in sorrow, which is very different from depression or despair. Sorrow is continuous with the world; it allows for creativity.

Each substance of a grief has twenty shadows.

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.

Grief is a bad moon, a sleeper wave. It's like having an inner combatant, a saboteur who, at the slightest change in the sunlight, or at the first notes of a jingle for a dog food commercial, will flick the memory switch, bringing tears to your eyes.

When grief is deepest, words are fewest.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

Fans say I have a lot of sorrow in my eyes. It's true.

Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

This tragic brow, these closed eyes, eyebrows raised and knotted.

Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.

There is a joy in sorrow which none but a mourner can know.

Grief, for me, is a moment-to-moment experience.

They are the silent griefs which cut the heart-strings.

Good Hamlet, cast thy nighted colour off ... Do not for ever with thy vailed lids Seek for thy noble father in the dust.

Grief remains one of the few things that has the power to silence us. It is a whisper in the world and a clamor within. More than sex, more than faith, even more than its usher death, grief is unspoken, publicly ignored except for those moments at the funeral that are over too quickly, or the conversations among the cognoscenti, those of us who recognize in one another a kindred chasm deep in the center of who we are.

There are no words to express how sad and devastated I am. I have lost one of my dearest friends, and the industry has lost a giant.

There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie.

Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it.

This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.

For a human being, sadness is as powerful as terror. Sadness makes a warrior shed tears of blood.

The brooding is better than the joy because even if the heart fills with happiness, it still mourns.

Some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.

...an everlasting funeral marches round your heart.

It is useless for me to describe to you how terrible Violet, Klaus, and even Sunny felt in the time that followed. If you have ever lost someone very important to you, then you already know how it feels, and if you haven't, you cannot possibly imagine it.