Grief Quotes

No greater grief than to remember days of gladness when sorrow is at hand

Friedrich von Schiller

Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows

William Shakespeare

Where grief is fresh, any attempt to divert it only irritates

Samuel Johnson

Given a choice between grief and nothing, I'd choose grief.

William Faulkner

While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.

Samuel Johnson

Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.


Friendship doubles our joy and divides our grief.

Swedish Proverb

If you suppress grief too much it can well redouble


Grief makes one hour ten

William Shakespeare

He that conceals his grief finds no remedy for it

Turkish Proverb

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

Christian Nevell Bovee

To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes the ability to experience happiness

Erich Fromm

Happiness is beneficial for the body, but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.

Marcel Proust

Anger is a symptom, a way of cloaking and expressing feelings too awful to experience directly — hurt, bitterness, grief, and, mostof all, fear.

Joan Rivers

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

Henry Wordsworth Longfellow

A foolish son is a grief to his father, and bitterness to her that bare him


If a man be gloomy let him keep to himself. No one has the right to go croaking about society, or what is worse, looking as if he stifled grief.

Benjamin Disraeli

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it


Toil is man's allotment; toil of brain, or toil of hands, or a grief that's more than either, the grief and sin of idleness

Herman Melville

But mortal bliss will never come sincere; Pleasure may lead, but grief blow brings up the rear

Greek proverb

Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief

William Shakespeare

I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief... For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Wendell Berry
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