Alexander Pushkin Quotes

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.

Grieving, like being blind, is a strange business; you have to learn how to do it. We seek company in mourning, but after the early bursts of tears, after the praises have been spoken, and the good days remembered, and the lament cried, and the grave closed, there is no company in grief. It is a burden borne alone.

Survivors do not mourn together. They each mourn alone, even when in the same place. Grief is the most solitary of all feelings. Grief isolates, and every ritual, every gesture, every embrace, is a hopeless effort to break through that isolation. None of it works. The forms crumble and dissolve. To face death is to stand alone.

In losing a friend, she is reminded of all she has lost and all she stands to lose again. There is nothing to be done to make it any easier. We all grieve alone.

When my father passed away two or three years ago, I didnt listen to music for four days - thats a long time for me.

When my mother passed away I was 20.

When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn; when man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how sweet it is to die!

Grief is in two parts. The first is loss. The second is the remaking of life.

There's something about losing friends, particularly young people, where it's not something that you get over. I don't believe there's a healing process.

They are all gone into the world of light, and I alone sit lingering here.

One of the wonderful things about this glorious holiday trip I'm on is that I'm in public with people. It hasn't been inclined... I don't know - something to do with the death of my wife. It's inclined to make me isolated.

Widow. The word consumes itself.

I am left alone in the wide world. My own dear family I have buried: one in Rangoon, and two in Amherst. What remains for me but to hold myself in readiness to follow the dear departed to that blessed world, 'Where my best friends, my kindred dwell, where God, my Saviour, reigns.'

When the people you love are gone, you're alone.

I am lucky in that I have never been depressed in my life, but this is the one thing which has really affected me: the loss of my mother as I knew her.

I've never lost a grown-up child, but I have known loss.

And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud.

I lost my husband, and it's a horrific thing to live through.

When you celebrate, it's something that happens as a group. But when you mourn, sorrow is something that you handle as an individual.

It took about five years until we were properly over Freddie's passing. You learn to live with it.

I think you grieve different elements, you grieve your wife who's gone, you grieve the fact she had cancer and you had to watch her die, you grieve the fact the life you built isn't going to be the same as the one going forward. All these different elements hit you at different times.

When you lose a parent, it's a strange feeling. It's a hard thing to get used to.

When you lose a mother or father, it's still the hardest time of your life.

First I lost weight, then I lost my voice, and now I've lost Onassis.

Everything we love goes. So to be able to grieve that loss, to let go, to have that grief be absolutely full, is the only way to have our heart be full and open.