Robert E. Howard Quotes

Then, with an enormous rush of meadow-filled wind, the green candle went out, and my best friend died.

She thought of death like the seam of a hem: each time you lose someone close, it unraveled a little. You could still go along with your life, but you'd be forever tripping over something you previously took for granted.

Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die: It happens again every single morning.

sometimes there's nothing to say about death.

I am deeply saddened to hear the news of Dan's passing. He was a dear friend for many years. Dan & his music will live on in the great songs he shared with us all. My sincere condolences go out to Catherine and the entire Peek family. May he rest in peace.

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.

When friends and lovers die and your world gets quieter; that's when the silence comes closer; that's when next isn't the least bit theoretical or abstract.

Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.

I done been to so many funerals.

It is very painful to talk about my dear friend Rishi Kapoor in 'past tense.'

The toughest challenges I've faced are the deaths of my mother and Stephen Gately.

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.

My best girl is dead.

[In the aftermath of death] Small talk feels too small, big talk too enormous.

He stopped loving her today, they placed a wreath upon his door.

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced.

Sooner or later we all lose our loved ones. We all have to suffer, every last one of us.

Whoever mourns the dead mourns himself.

Death was a big part of my life growing up. I went to lots of funerals.

We understand death only after it has placed its hands on someone we love.

Oh, hey, Claire,” she said, and blinked. “Where are you going?” “Funeral,” Shane said. On-screen, a zombie shrieked and died gruesomely. “Yeah? Cool! Whose?” “Hers.” Shane said.

The dead are too much with us.

All of my best friends are dead people. Someday I've got to figure out how that happened.

It's easier to miss her at a cemetery, where she's never been anything but dead, than to miss her at all the places where she was alive.