This book, conceived in sorrow, composed in grief, and constructed at the brink of despair, contains my mind's best thoughts, and my soul's triumph over the powers of darkness.
When we speak, we want to say something sweet, but we don't say something sweet because something is ordering us from deep down to say something unkind. We want to open our hearts to people, but we can't do it, because we are being ordered around by the sufferings we have concealed deep in our consciousness.
With grief, you know, the only way to get through it is through it.
You can't go to Amazon and order a book on how you handle grief. There's books on it, sure. But there's no tried and true manual. You just have to live that out. There's no formula to heal.
Grief is like a wheel that goes around and around the world.
I have emerged from the tunnel of grief into the light. Life is better. Not the same, but good and getting better all the time.
For years, I had used these fractured men to justify my cynicism and workaholism, and the grief, insomnia and casual anorexia were no longer of any interest to me.
One flesh they are; and one flesh, so I'd guess, Has but one heart, come grief or happiness.
There is a day of sunny rest
For every dark and troubled night;
And grief may hide an evening guest,
But joy shall come with early light.
It would have been great if there were a trauma center located in our community, where you could access grief counseling and be able to address it in a healthy manner.
The memory of most men is an abandoned cemetery where lie, unsung and unhonored, the dead whom they have ceased to cherish. Any lasting grief is reproof to their neglect.
Grief was like a seizure that shook me like a storm.
Too many people I've loved dearly have left this earth. And some I've lost are still here breathing the same air. That grief can be comparable if not worse in its consumption.
Good grief, Molly. He doesn't scare you?" "Of course not." "But he's..." "He's sweet," Molly insisted. Dare snorted. "He's still listening.
Who elected Larry King America's grief counselor? We, the viewing public, did, by driving up his ratings whenever somebody famous passes.
The greatest antidote in the world for grief is work, and the necessity of work.
Instead of weeping when a tragedy occurs in a songbird's life, it sings away its grief. I believe we could well follow the pattern of our feathered friends.
There are no solutions to life, but there is an experience of wholeness, of bliss, of being, of the deathlessness of the Divine Self, of Silence in all its multifacted, diamond splendor that heals all grief, all wounds, all questions.
We are contented with our day when we have been able to bear our grief in silence, and act as if we were not suffering.
We say: mad with joy. We should say: wise with grief.
Nothing I read about grief seemed to exactly express the craziness of it; which was the interesting aspect of it to me - how really tenuous our sanity is.
Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, expels diseases, softens every pain.
So much grief, so much anger. So unlike the usual Adrian.
Never ask the Gods for life set free from grief, but ask for courage that endureth long.
Embrace your grief. For there, your soul will grow.
Grief seems at first to destroy not just all patterns, but also to destroy a belief that a pattern exists.
It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.
Nothing speaks our grief so well as to speak nothing.
There is no greater grief than to find no happiness, but happiness in what is past.
Grief is like manure, if you spread it out it fertilizes, if you leave it in a big pile it smells like crap.
Great grief does not of itself put an end to itself.
When you deal with a man, deal with his most valuable possession, his life. There's play and there's the deep flow. I like to take things to the deep flow of play, because everything is a game, serious and nonserious at the same time. So play life like it's a game.
In 'Good Grief', in trying to create this sense of the huge downs and ups, stumbles of this process, we're almost using the music to make it uplifting, so it's not completely hopeless.
Verily, I swear, it is better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perked up in a glistering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.
While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.
There's no road map. There's no textbook on how grief works and when your heart will be open - or if it ever will.
In my hometown of New Orleans, grief is a public spectacle that, somewhat paradoxically, necessitates celebration. The dead are not mourned so much as they are posthumously venerated with music and dance.
The activity affected by causes like fainting, sleep, excessive joy, grief, possession by spirits, fear etc goes to the heart, its own place.
by and by, the cause of my disease
Gives me a pang that inwardly doth sting,
When that I think what grief it is again
To live and lack the thing should rid my pain.
Terrorist activity is continually recurring in various parts of the world, sowing death and destruction and plunging many of our brothers and sisters into grief and despair
People are people, and grief that is limited to those within a specific political boundary denies the humanity of others.
Until we understand that our grief outweighs a thousand joys, we will never understand what Christianity is all about.
Her grief was so big and wild it terrified her, like an evil beast that had erupted from under the floorboards.
And then she moved from shock to grief the way she might enter another room.
No one could save me from the grief of losing my child or losing my first marriage. I had to do that on my own.
True joy is a profound remembering; and true grief the same.
These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger that he will plunge through.
Sometimes my grief is overwhelming, and even though I understand that we will never see each other again, there is a part of me that wants to hold on to you forever.
It is easy to underestimate how much there is a growing awareness that there is a deep sexism in politics, there is a deep sexism in the workplace generally in America and Donald Trump has come to signify that and Hillary Clinton has come to signify the women that have to work hard, prepare more, show up earlier and go home later, work twice as hard to get the same results as men do in the same game.
Man sheds grief as his skin sheds rain.
In some cases, some people do get depressed in the middle of their grief and they really need to be treated for depression.
Loss is the absence of something we were once attached to. Grief is the rope burns left behind, when that which is held is pulled beyond our grasp.
Politicians... talk in generalities and lies, and I think they've caused all our grief. They're so awful, they're really funny. I hate thinking this because my dad loved politics.
If you trade your authenticity for safety, you may experience the following: anxiety, depression, eating disorders, addiction, rage, blame, resentment, and inexplicable grief.
Grief is illness. You cannot breathe; you cannot walk or eat or sleep. The sickness is entire, the body and the spirit.
Neither happiness nor grief are everlasting in this life - but one of the two is everlasting in the next. Which one do you want?
Grief had its own life, took its own sustenance.
I've faced the grief, I've faced the anger, and I'm ready to keep up the fight because America is worth fighting for.
Deep-learning will transform every single industry. Healthcare and transportation will be transformed by deep-learning. I want to live in an AI-powered society. When anyone goes to see a doctor, I want AI to help that doctor provide higher quality and lower cost medical service. I want every five-year-old to have a personalised tutor.
I know nothing that can so comfort the soul, so calm the swelling billows of grief and sorrow, so speak peace to the winds of trial, as a devout musing upon the subject of the Godhead.
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