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.

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.

Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.

Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.

She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make read more

She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.

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.

To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.

To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.

Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.

Nothing ends nicely, that's why it ends.

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.

Sorrow is the great idealizer.

Sorrow is the great idealizer.