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Mourning Quotes

"The death of a beloved is an amputation."

"The death of a beloved is an amputation."

C. S. Lewis, British Author

Mourning, Death, Loss, Grief, Pain

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"To re-live these characters would be wonderful, because I know when the show ends it will be huge mourning process."

"To re-live these characters would be wonderful, because I know when the show ends it will be huge mourning process."

Gillian Anderson, American Actress

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"Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust."

"Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust."

Margery Allingham, English Writer

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"We need a shroud. A shroud for the son of Hermes."

"We need a shroud. A shroud for the son of Hermes."

Rick Riordan, American Novelist

Mourning, Death, Truth, Wisdom, Power

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"And yet... you wouldn't want it to stop hurting... you wouldn't want to forget your little mother even if you could."

"And yet... you wouldn't want it to stop hurting... you wouldn't want to forget your little mother even if you could."

L. M. Montgomery, Canadian Author

Mourning, Grief, Memory, Love, Pain

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"I turned and faced the Olympians."We need a shroud," I announced, my voice cracking. "A shroud for the son of Hermes."

"I turned and faced the Olympians."We need a shroud," I announced, my voice cracking. "A shroud for the son of Hermes."

Rick Riordan, American Novelist

Mourning, Truth, Power, Regret

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"The only thing I can recall is that it rained all day and all night, and that when I asked my father whether heaven was crying, he couldn't bring himself to reply. Six years later my mother's absence remained in the air around us, a deafening silence that I had not yet learned to stifle with words."

"The only thing I can recall is that it rained all day and all night, and that when I asked my father whether heaven was crying, he couldn't bring himself to reply. Six years later my mother's absence remained in the air around us, a deafening silence that I had not yet learned to stifle with words."

Carlos Ruiz Zafon, Spanish Novelist

Mourning, Grief, Silence, Loss, Family

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"Why do they lie? she asked herself aloud. "They say time makes losing someone you loved easier to deal with, but it only makes it worse."

"Why do they lie? she asked herself aloud. "They say time makes losing someone you loved easier to deal with, but it only makes it worse."

Rebecca McNutt, Canadian Author

Mourning, Loss, Time, Grief, Pain

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"It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire's fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye."

"It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black against the brilliant sky, Fire's fiddle cried out for the dead, and for the living who stay behind to say goodbye."

Kristin Cashore, American Author

Mourning, Grief, Music, Loss, Memory

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"He did touch people's lives, the lives of strangers, in an entirely unanticipated way. It was they who really mourned him - or what they thought was him - with a grief that was no less sharp for not being intimate with its object."

"He did touch people's lives, the lives of strangers, in an entirely unanticipated way. It was they who really mourned him - or what they thought was him - with a grief that was no less sharp for not being intimate with its object."

Donna Tartt, American Novelist

Mourning, Grief, Connection, Loss, Memory

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"I sat up and wiped my eyes, cursing the damned faeries and their eternal war. It seemed there was never enough time. Time to dance, or talk, or laugh, or even mourn the passing of a friend. Slipping off my corsage, I laid it on Ironhorse's cold metal shoulder, wanting him to have something natural and beautiful in this lifeless place.Goodbye, Ironhorse."

"I sat up and wiped my eyes, cursing the damned faeries and their eternal war. It seemed there was never enough time. Time to dance, or talk, or laugh, or even mourn the passing of a friend. Slipping off my corsage, I laid it on Ironhorse's cold metal shoulder, wanting him to have something natural and beautiful in this lifeless place.Goodbye, Ironhorse."

Julie Kagawa, American Author

Mourning, Grief, Time, Loss, Beauty

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