William Shatner Quotes

If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my breast, it will rain in my soul night and day, the snow will burn my heart, I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow, my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall live

Why don't I watch the ocean?My lover's gone.No earthly ships will ever bring him home againbring him home again.

Every hour that passed added to her grief, because it bore her further away from the living man, and because it was a tiny foretaste of the eternity she would have to spend without him.

Too many people I've loved dearly have left this earth. And some I've lost are still here breathing the same air. That grief can be comparable if not worse in its consumption.

Is not absence death to those who love?

I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more.

I hate death; it takes people away from you. You're left feeling rudderless.

A very powerful theme in fiction is that of loss.

It's very hard to lose someone who's the closest person to you in your life.

I sang with my father for over 50 years, and now all of a sudden he's gone, and I just dropped out.

I can't bear it that Douglas isn't still here.

The loss of my father left a great emptiness in my heart.

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.

For grief is felt not so much for the want of what we have never known, as for the loss of that to which we have been long accustomed.

Do i really want him dead? What i want... what i want is to have him back.

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.

I have to say that since my mother died, I am not the same person anymore. My life has changed a great deal because it's really unbearable to think you can't see her anymore or talk to her anymore.

I understood that the man I was calling for could never ever come back. Because I understood that the man that I was calling for was dead.

For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.

The cold, the changed, perchance the dead, anew, The mourn'd, the loved, the lost,-too many, yet how few!

When someone you love dies, and you're not expecting it, you don't lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there's a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she's gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.

This is what you should know about losing someone you love. They do not travel alone. You go with them.

Grief is the price Love pays for being in the same world with Death.

Cold inthe earthand the deepsnow piled abovethee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime's all-serving wave?

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.