It grieves me when I see a priest or a nun with the latest model car.
Anaxagoras said to a man who was grieving because he was dying in a foreign land, "The descent to Hades is the same from every place.
Someday you're gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You'll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing.
Grief lasts longer than sympathy, which is one of the tragedies of the grieving.
Grieving must be done in its own time. To deny the human reality that pain hurts only delays the process.
It always grieves me to contemplate the initiation of children into the ways of life when they are scarcely more than infants. It checks their confidence and simplicity, two of the best qualities that heaven gives them, and demands that they share our sorrows before they are capable of entering into our enjoyments.
Who would have thought that grieving an old relationship and enjoying a new one could happen simultaneously, in parallel? Yet another thing you only find out once it's happening to you.
This is a proof of a well-trained mind, to rejoice in what is good and to grieve at the opposite. [Lat. , Ergo hoc proprium est animi bene constituti, et laetari bonis rebus, et dolere contrariis. ]
Those who grieve find comfort in weeping and in arousing their sorrow until the body is too tired to bear the inner emotions.
Consider that nothing in human life is stable; for then you will not exult overmuch in prosperity, nor grieve overmuch in adversity. Rejoice over the good things which come to you, but grieve in moderation over the evils which befall you.
It does grieve me to think there are people misunderstanding my heart on an issue.
Perhaps the reassuring thing about grieving is that the process will not be cheated.
I measure every grief I meet with narrow, probing eyes - I wonder if it weighs like mine - or has an easier size.
As the saints will rejoice in all goods, so will the damned grieve for all goods.
The darling mispronunciations of childhood! - dear me, there's no music that can touch it; and how one grieves when it wastes away and dissolves into correctness, knowing it will never visit his bereaved ear again.
He seemed, indeed, to accept everything without the least condemnation though often grieving bitterly.
I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one. I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I'd like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
When people are grieving, it's kind of like a storm, and you need something to grab onto, but often you have to brave it on your own.
Men are we, and must grieve when even the shade Of that which once was great is passed away.
You're in the arms of the Angels; may you find some comfort here.