Sabine Baring-Gould Quotes

We are going through a terrible crisis. We do not know exactly what is going to happen, but in our hearts the pendulum of the seismograph is already swinging.

You do have a modicum of peace of mind here, but it's as unsettled as any other place.

We live in a pretty bleak time. I feel that in the air. Everything is uncertain. Everything feels like its on the precipice of some major transformation, whether we like it or not.

Change is rarely comfortable.

I'm not someone who feels settled.

Father's Day was great, but all the family gatherings brought up my mother's death. Maybe it's me, because I am a wimp. We would get together, but there was someone missing!

Turmoil stimulates.

I don't know that I've ever been completely comfortable with anything.

All great changes are irksome to the human mind, especially those which are attended with great dangers and uncertain effects.

Wars are detested by mothers.

There is a feeling that events are in the air; all that is unpredictable is their timing. Perhaps we shall see several more years of peace, but it is equally possible that overnight some tremendous upheaval will happen.

I don't like getting comfortable.

Chris' absence is very much felt. There's just a huge void in our home life.

When I first walked into Uber, it was very difficult because people were unsure about what was going to happen - there was a real sense of powerlessness.

I'm never comfortable.

Little solace comes to those who grieve when thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.

Papa was a man with silver eyes, not dead ones. Papa was an accordion! But his bellows were all empty. Nothing went in and nothing came out.

I'm not really comfortable in any one spot.

With my mother's death all settled happiness, all that was tranquil and reliable, disappeared from my life. There was to be much fun, many pleasures, many stabs of Joy; but no more of the old security. It was sea and islands now; the great continent had sunk like Atlantis.

You never realize the holes a person leaves behind until you fall into them.

i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone

The void Papa's death left in me became a kind of cavity, into which later experiences were to be laid.

A person dies, or something you had identified with completely is gone. Your home goes up in flames. There is extreme pain at first. But whenever a form dissolves, which is called "death," what remains is an opening into emptiness.

Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the cavern.

In truth, I don't want to be there. I don't want to see the light go out of my brother's eyes.