Andrew Ridgeley Quotes

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 was terribly wounded by my wife's death.

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.

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

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

When my dad died, my world crumbled.

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.

When Clark Gable died, I cried for 2 days straight. I couldn't eat or sleep.

When Michael died I was tipped over the edge. I was beyond grief.

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

When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.

Of course the death of Geoffrey has caused a lot of trauma to me generally.

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.

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.

Losing my mum. That was a punch-me moment.

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

From losing my mom, I'll never be okay; I'll never be put together again.

Grief is a world you walk through skinned, unshelled.

It is difficult to ever think about your loved one having suffered.

A fundamental and unfortunate part of being alive is to suffer loss and to suffer grief.

A loss of a great friend is traumatic and emotionally tough.

In my own life, I have found grief to be enormously distorting, particularly if it's sudden or extreme in nature.

As Ginny and Hermione moved closer to the rest of the family, Harry had a clear view of the bodies lying next to Fred: Remus and Tonks, pale and still and peaceful-looking, apparently asleep beneath the dark, enchanted ceiling.

Julia looked back at Hadassah on the bloodstained sand. A great emptiness opened within her as she looked at the still form. Gone, too, was the salt that had kept her from completely corruption.