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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.
What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?
What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?
Pain hardens, and great pain hardens greatly, whatever the comforters say, and suffering does not ennoble, though it may occasionally read more
Pain hardens, and great pain hardens greatly, whatever the comforters say, and suffering does not ennoble, though it may occasionally lend a certain rigid dignity of manner to the suffering frame.
Crying is the only way your eyes speak when your mouth cant explain how things made your heart broken. It's read more
Crying is the only way your eyes speak when your mouth cant explain how things made your heart broken. It's normal!
Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.
Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.
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.
Grief is only the memory of widowed affections.
Grief is only the memory of widowed affections.
Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.
Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.
It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.
It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.
