Miranda Cosgrove Quotes

In general, I think people are worried about saying the wrong thing to any grieving person. On a very basic level, I think they're frightened of touching off tears or sorrow, as though someone tearing up at the mention of unhappy news would be the mentioner's fault.

People in grief need someone to walk with them without judging them.

When you lose a person you love so much, surviving the loss is difficult.

But there is a discomfort that surrounds grief. It makes even the most well-intentioned people unsure of what to say. And so many of the freshly bereaved end up feeling even more alone.

When David left me I became totally brokenhearted.

Broken relationships are a source of heavy heartbreak that seem to affect every family.

The dew of compassion is a tear.

Any time you end a relationship, and everyone has ended plenty in their life, it's always a tough thing and hard to get over.

When Christopher and Charles passed away, I was completely depressed, I felt rejected and real down, and so Roscoe invited me because he had this spirit of compassion, and we had gone to school together, were friends and everything.

I'd like a male to listen to my music and find it kind of fascinating, what a girl goes through when they get heartbroken or get sad or get hurt by something.

Going through an illness and then death of a close friend has changed my attitudes to friendship enormously.

Tragedies make you realize how selfish you are.

Our own sorrows seem heavy enough, even when lifted by certain long-term joys. But watching others hurt is the breaker of most any heart.

No one can tell you what to expect or can offer a guide to grief. Because every relationship is so unique, no two people grieve the same way. And you have no idea how you are going to grieve till you are grieving.

I can speak for everybody in saying we've all been through a breakup to where you didn't want it to be over.

I don't think breakups are ever easy for anybody. If they are, they aren't much of a breakup.

There is no more ridiculous custom than the one that makes you express sympathy once and for all on a given day to a person whose sorrow will endure as long as his life. Such grief, felt in such a way is always present, it is never too late to talk about it, never repetitious to mention it again.

If you have ever lost a loved one, then you know exactly how it feels. And if you have not, then you cannot possibly imagine it.

I am right sorry for your heavinesse.

I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me? Will you be happy when I am in the earth? Will you say twenty years hence, "That's the grave of Catherine Earnshaw? I loved her long ago, and was wretched to lose her; but it is past. I've loved many others since: my children are dearer to me than she was; and, at death, I shall not rejoice that I am going to her: I shall be sorry that I must leave them!" Will you say so, Heathcliff?

Tell them, that, to ease them of their griefs, Their fear of hostile strokes, their aches, losses, Their pangs of love, with other incident throes That nature's fragile vessel doth sustain In life's uncertain voyage, I will some kindness do them.

No one goes straight to happiness after a breakup.

It's a terrible thing wishing that it can be someone else's tragedy.

I cannot tell how much my heart suffered for my people while at Leavenworth.

I thought about dying whenever I got bad news about other people.