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What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?
What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?
When the heart grieves over what is has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
When the heart grieves over what is has lost, the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
Just so you know, there's a space that only you can fill. Just so you know, I loved you then, read more
Just so you know, there's a space that only you can fill. Just so you know, I loved you then, I guess I always will.
Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
The only cure for grief is action.
The only cure for grief is action.
Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.
Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.
Sorrow is the great idealizer.
Sorrow is the great idealizer.
Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes read more
Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it is ridiculed, and rightly.
