Every widow wakes one morning perhaps after years of pure and unwavering grieving to realize she slept a good nights sleep and will be able to eat breakfast and doesnt hear her husbands ghost all the time but only some of the time. Her grief is replaced with a useful sadness. Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-grandchildrens will be. But we learn to live in that love.

O serpent heart hid with a flowering faceDid ever a dragon keep so fair a caveBeautiful tyrant feind angelical dove feather raven wolvish-ravening lamb Despised substance of devinest show just opposite to what thou justly seemest - A dammed saint an honourable villain

Surely it was a good way to die in the place of someone else someone I loved.

Im willing to die for the woman I love. I just want to take 75 years to do it.

May she wake in torment he cried with frightful vehemence stamping his foot and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. Why shes a liar to the end Where is she Not therenot in heavennot perishedwhere Oh you said you cared nothing for my sufferings And I pray one prayerI repeat it till my tongue stiffensMay she wake in torment he cried with frightful vehemence stamping his foot and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. Why shes a liar to the end Where is she Not therenot in heavennot perishedwhere Oh you said you cared nothing for my sufferings And I pray one prayerI repeat it till my tongue stiffensCatherine Earnshaw may you not rest as long as I am living you said I killed youhaunt me then The murdered do haunt their murderers I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me alwaystake any formdrive me mad only do not leave me in this abyss where I cannot find you Oh God it is unutterable I cannot live without my life I cannot live without my soul

Six hundred and forty fish later the only thing I know is everything you love will die. The first time you meet someone special you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.

My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesnt go away it becomes a part of you step for step breath for breath. I will never stop grieving Bailey because I will never stop loving her. Thats just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined you dont get one without the other. All I can do is love her and love the world emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.

Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep and when its over you feel like you dont have any bones left to hold you up.

Though lovers be lost love shall not And death shall have no dominion.

If I die I will wait for you do you understand No matter how long. I will watch from beyond to make sure you live every year you have to its fullest and then well have so much to talk about when I see you again Bones