Ralph Waldo Emerson Quotes

Death, vicious death, Leave a green branch for love.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.

You never say and do the things you wish you had said or done when someone close to you may not be around in awhile. Closure is impossible; that's the heart of the grief you will carry with you for the rest of your life.

It's just hard," Harry said finally, in a low voice, "to realize he won't write me again

Why shouldn't the death of a person you love bring you into lurid ruin? You don't know how to love the one you love until they disappear abruptly. Then you understand how thinly distanced from their suffering, how sparing of self you often were, only rarely unguarded of heart, working your networks of give-and-take.

As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.

Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.

Will that light come again, As now these tears come...falling hot and real!

The dead leave their shadows, an echo of the space within which once they lived. They haunt us, never fading or growing older as we do. The loss we grieve is not just their futures but our own.

The truth is simple, you do not die from love. You only wish you did.

Did you love well what very soon you left? Come home and take me in your arms and take away this stomach ache, headache, heartache. Never so full, I never was bereft so utterly. The winter evenings drift dark to the window. Not one work will make you, where you are, turn in your day, or wake from your night toward me. The only gift I got to keep or give is what I've cried, floodgates let down to mourning for the dead chances, for the end of being young, for everyone I loved who really died. I drank our one year out in brine instead of honey from the seasons of your tongue.

Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven Will it be the same If I saw you in heaven I must be strong, and carry on Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven Would you hold my hand If I saw you in heaven Would you help me stand If I saw you in heaven I'll find my way, through night and day Cause I know I just can't stay Here in heaven

I guess this was what it felt like to love someone and feel like you had lost them. Even when you were still holding them in your arms.

Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed.

my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping but I shall go on living.

When something you love gets taken away, it hurts you.

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

You can miss someone every day and still be glad you don't have to see them.

I think everyone, especially after the passing of a loved one, starts to hope that maybe there will be something better on the other side.

It's so hard saying goodbye... it's hard saying good bye to all the things that one has held dear for weeks, months, sometimes years.

There's a sadness about love, a melancholy and a sadness about beauty. It's just part of the human experience of living on this planet.

When you have to go away from someone you love or vice-versa, whatever the reason, it really shatters your life.

D'ye think I don't know?" he asked softly. "It's me that has the easy part now. For if ye feel for me as I do for you-then I'm asking you to tear out your heart and live without it.

When people leave, they always seem to scoop themselves out of you.