quote by Mahatma Gandhi

Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.

— Mahatma Gandhi

Lavish Bereavement quotations

I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours, to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of Freedom.

Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement.

Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.

Grief is itself a medicine.

The imitator dooms himself to hopeless mediocrity.

The inventor did it because it was natural to him, and so in him it has a charm. In the imitator something else is natural, and he bereaves himself of his own beauty, to come short of another man's.

Grief is depression in proportion to circumstance;

depression is grief out of proportion to circumstance.

How very softly you tiptoed into our world, almost silently, only a moment you stayed. But what an imprint your footsteps have left upon our hearts

You don't know who is important to you until you actually lose them.

Every day my love for you grows higher, deeper, wider, stronger.

.. It grows and grows until it touches the tip of where you are and comes back to me in the loving memory of you, and my heart melts with that love and grows even more.

One by one, drops fell from her eyes like they were on an assembly line - gather, fall, slide...gather, fall, slide...each one commemorating something she had lost. Hope. Faith. Confidence. Pride. Security. Trust. Independence. Joy. Beauty. Freedom. Innocence.

Strength isn't about bearing a cross of grief or shame.

Strength comes from choosing your own path, and living with the consequences.

I need someone who believes that the sun will rise again but who does not fear my darkness. Someone who can point out the rocks in my way without making me a child by carrying me. Someone who can stand in thunder and watch the lightning and believe in a rainbow.

To the artist He is the one altogether lovely, and to the educator He is the master teacher. To the philosopher He is the wisdom of God, and to the lonely He is a brother; to the sorrowful, a comforter to the bereaved, the resurrection and the life. And to the sinner he is the Lamb of God who takes away the sin from the world.

To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes the ability to experience happiness

I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone.

Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days.

...you have to learn where your pain is. You have to burrow down and find the wound, and if the burden of it is too terrible to shoulder, you have to shout it out; you have to shout for help... And then finally, the way through grief is grieving.

ask not for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee

When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.

The weird, weird thing about devastating loss is that life actually goes on.

When you're faced with a tragedy, a loss so huge that you have no idea how you can live through it, somehow, the world keeps turning, the seconds keep ticking.

Most bereaved souls crave nourishment more tangible than prayers: they want a steak.

All of our suffering in life is from saying we want one thing and doing another.

There is an hour, a minute - you will remember it forever - when you know instinctively on the basis of the most inconsequential evidence, that something is wrong. You don't know - can't know - that it is the first of a series of "wrongful" events that will culminate in the utter devastation of your life as you have known it.

Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.

This day, my God, I hate sin not because it damns me, but because it has done Thee wrong. To have grieved my God is the worst grief to me.

Bereavement is a universal and integral part of our experience of love.

It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.

Ennui shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.

This ennui, for which we Saxons had no name,--this word of France, has got a terrific significance. It shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.

Bereavement is terrible, of course. And when somebody you love dies, it's a time for reflection, a time for memory, a time for regret.

Life Lesson 3: You can't rush grief. It has its own timetable. All you can do is make sure there are lots of soft places around - beds, pillows, arms, laps.

A human life is a story told by God.

And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief.

Every obstruction of the course of justice,--is a door opened to betray society, and bereave us of those blessings which it has inview.... It is a strange way of doing honour to God, to screen actions which are a disgrace to humanity.

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