Loudon Wainwright III Quotes

When my dad passed, I felt like I had to grow up very quickly.

I am not sad, but I am melancholic. When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.

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.

I've lost lots of men in my life, besides my mother, which is a whole different loss.

I was studying architecture at Berkeley when my father passed away in 2007. We knew he had cancer, but we didn't expect it to escalate so rapidly. In my mind, it was like, 'He'll pull through.' When he didn't, I didn't understand. I was 21, and my best friend had died.

When my dad died, my world crumbled.

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

I had a real bad attitude after my dad passed of liver cancer. I was 9, and we were really close.

Emma dropped the paper. Her first impression was of a weak feeling in her stomach and in her knees; then of blind guilt, of unreality, of coldness, of fear; then she wished that it were already the next day. Immediately afterwards she realized that that wish was futile because the death of her father was the only thing that had happened in the world, and it would go on happening endlessly.

My grandfather's death was really hard to deal with.

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

When you lose a person you love so much, surviving the loss is difficult.

When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.

I think that people always say when people pass away that time heals all wounds. And that's probably the biggest lie. It's not true. I think we all need to remember that it is always still tough, and it's like losing a piece of your heart.

I was terribly wounded by my wife's death.

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.

When Michael died I was tipped over the edge. I was beyond grief.

I was scared when I lost my mother, my father, my brother, my sister.

Nobody can prepare you for the loss of a parent.

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

Life is precious, and when someone dies it's an opportunity to realise how precious it is. My brother drowned when I was 17. He was 15. I think I grew from that. My father didn't. It really crushed him.

IN April 1882 my father died; and I was at once whirled out of my land of dreams into a very different sphere.

When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.

In truth, 2007 was the hardest year of my life. I lost my best friend. I lost my father.

I'm not great at dealing with death, I have to say. I find death very hard: my mum, my dad, Sid Vicious. I'm not a monster; I feel it and it scares me. One death at a time, please, is all my heart will bear.