Charles M. Blow Quotes

The worst day ever was when I found out my grandfather was going to die.

The dead they sleep a long, long sleep; The dead they rest, and their rest is deep; The dead have peace, but the living weep.

You get to an age when you lose people close to you.

Papa died when he was 77.

I wanted to acknowledge that life goes on but that death goes on, too. A person who is dead is a long, long story.

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

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.

My mother died of metastatic colorectal cancer shortly before three P.M. on Christmas Day of 2008. I don't know the exact time of her death, because none of us thought to look at a clock for a while after she stopped breathing.

The autumn of 1850 brought an event freighted with deep significance to me. My mother died.

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

Talking about the loss of my parents... that was really, really difficult to go through.

It's a time of sorrow and sadness when we lose a loss of life.

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.

Death makes sad stories of us all.

Even death has a heart.

Death is the loss of everything all at once.

sometimes there's nothing to say about death.

Losing my parents was probably the hardest and deepest blow from which I've had to recover.

I remember the day my mother died, and it's still hard to talk about it. I just blocked it out.

I remember burying a girl fourteen years of age who had died with a ruptured appendix... I buried a good many people that I knew, some of whom I loved.

I recall the night that President McKinley died. I was working at the time at a theatre in St. Louis. The oppressive feeling was in the air. I could not make the people laugh.

In December 1988, my mother died of lung cancer. I died too. I couldn't function.

I lost my brother when he was 30, and that was devastating for me. I don't know if I will ever get over it.

I was terribly wounded by my wife's death.

The sad events that occur in my life are the sad events that happen to everybody, with losing friends and family, but that is a natural occurrence, as natural as being born.