Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
Time heals old pain, while it creates new ones.
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.
Grief is a normal and natural response to loss. It is originally an unlearned feeling process. Keeping grief inside increases your pain.
All things grow with time -- except grief.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars,
The deeper the grief, the closer is God!
Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comet in the morning. Psalms 30:5
Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates.
Time takes away the grief of men.
Where grief is fresh, any attempt to divert it only irritates.
There is not grief that does not speak.
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.