Loved One Quotes
We need not fear death, for it is simply the next phase of life. We never die, we simply change form - just as we have since the day we were born.
Has your life ever been so messed up that you wondered how you would survive another day?
You're too damn beautiful for your own good.Hell, you're too damn beautiful for my own good
As David Zucker watched the casket of his late wife being lowered into the ground, he thought the worst must surely be over and it was time to start the slow healing process to begin life anew.
It's a harrowing experience to see death approaching in haste towards you, what is hell but confronting your own mortality
I am certain that I’m not the only one who would like to have a do-over on an interaction with a loved one.
In a time like that, the past meets you wherever you turn. The days do not use their own hours and minutes, they find ones you have lived through with the person you are missing.
Tears are another river that takes us home. We become alive with tears. There isn’t a chance to return to sleep when we are weeping.
It was the sound of a thousand hungry children crying, ten thousand widows tearing their hair over their husband's graves, a chorus of angels singing the last dirge on the day of God's death.
Help me to understand, what my grief has prevented me from seeing - within.
May you find the strength and resolve today, to allow a deeper sense of healing to begin.
Let the pain & suffering of all that appears to be lost, be soothed, healed & comforted.
When it is time for you to say goodbye to a beloved animal friend, remember that while the physical interaction ceases, the soul connection you share is eternal and remains with you both forever.
I should have known when I first saw that picture. For it is a very remarkable picture. It is the picture of a murderess painted by her victim-it is the picture of a girl watching her lover dies.
Death wasn't a movie where the pretty star faded away with a touch of pale makeup and every hair in place.
the only way to get over a death is by seeing it as a life completed, instead of a life interrupted.
A paradigm shift of viewing palliative care or hospice as a gift instead of seeing it as giving up has the potential to change the way we experience advanced age.
The world didn't end with a whimper or a bang. Your life finished in complete silence. Gone in a blink. And then there was nothing.
I believe it’s imperative to bring the light of support and knowledge to patients and families when death is approaching.
Without guidance and support for patients and families approaching death, there may be unnecessary conflict, confusion, and trauma that linger long after the passing of a loved one.
The world slides, the world goes, and death makes equal the rich and the poor
Though we are terrorized by death, it's not different from birth, it just happens
While death is sadly inevitable, our grief will soon pass like a swallowed penny through one’s bowels.Painful change just takes time.
It's not that people don't know when they'll die. It's that they don't seem to know they'll die.
Death descended like a theatrical storm over the Drakensberg Mountains, stranding me while it ran its course.
And a funeral, I found out, is like a wedding in reverse, with less time to plan.
Two weeks. Everything you love, own, and cherish, can be gone, liquidated, and lost forever in two weeks. Give or take a day.
He was dead.No trace of pain, no sufferings, no victimization.
There are things far worse than death, for when it comes to us it is final. What lies beyond it is a matter of faith in what we had hope for.
They say that a part of you dies when a special Loved One passes away...I disagree...I say a part of you lives with your Loved One on the other side.
That is — your friend?" "Philtatos, " Achilles replied, sharply. Most beloved.
We are apart so that I will know the joy of being with you again. Take care of yourself, wherever you are. Take care of yourself, wherever you are.
Dead mothers are rather fashionable these days. They lend such an attractive air of tragedy.
There is, you will concede, a limit to the niceties a man is obliged to fulfill when his wife is dead and not yet cold.
