A Quote by Louise Gluck

Intense love always leads to mourning. — © Louise Gluck
Intense love always leads to mourning.
Mourning doesn't always mean zen, mourning doesn't always mean somber, mourning can just be a celebration of a life of people. It's not always about wearing black and listening to a Sarah McLachlan song.
There's no love more intense than the love we have for our kids - and where there is intense love, there is also intense fear lurking beneath the surface.
There is nothing to be compared to this, 'cause we lost our brother, our hero. The world is mourning. We are mourning. The fans are mourning. It is unreal. Unbelievable.
I always thought I'd be the one to go first. The world might be mourning an Everly Brother, but I'm mourning my brother Phil.
I always wonder about the word 'intense.' 'Intense' is used to describe women. Guys are intense, but they don't get described that way.
I just love doing broader work - I always get asked to do fairly heavy-duty, intense dramas and interesting, psychologically intense characters. But you know, it's nice to make people laugh sometimes.
I just love doing broader work - I always get asked to do fairly heavy-duty, intense dramas and interesting, psychologically intense characters. But you know [sigh], it’s nice to make people laugh sometimes.
All those emotions spanning from intense love, intense frustration, intense jealously, all those feelings are red.
Every love that leads away from His love is in fact a punishment; only a love that leads to His love is a heartfelt and pure love.
Plays are always about intense relationships, whether they're intense love relationships or family relationships or existential relationships.
I always thought I'd be the one to go first. ... The world might be mourning an Everly Brother, but I'm mourning my brother Phil Everly. My wife Adela and I are touched by all the tributes we're seeing for Phil and we thank you for allowing us to grieve in private at this incredibly difficult time.
Depression leads him close to his wounds, but only the mourning for what he has missed, missed at the crucial time, can lead to real healing.
New Orleans taught me that mourning takes many different forms. Where I'm from, mourning is spirited. It is loud.
Don't say mourning. It's too psychoanalytic. I'm not mourning. I'm suffering.
What is the difference between grief and mourning? Mourning has company.
Now, we have inscribed a new memory alongside those others. It's a memory of tragedy and shock, of loss and mourning. But not only of loss and mourning. It's also a memory of bravery and self-sacrifice, and the love that lays down its life for a friend-even a friend whose name it never knew.
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