The work of a mature human being is to carry grief in one hand and gratitude in the other, and to be stretched large by these two things.
-- Francis Weller
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The work of a mature human being is to carry grief in one hand and gratitude in the other, and to be stretched large by these two things.
-- Francis Weller
In order to get over [the pain], I had to eat it and digest it. I had to be in that zone. I poured all my heart, all my emotions, all my mental torture into the music. And maybe I'm moving on. I selfishly compose for myself, but I don't think it's selfish because we are just human beings. We do have a lot of differences, but we are much more similar than different. I really truly believe that my very personal story can reach out to and appeal to a lot of people.
-- Jihye Lee
I think sorrow is natural. And I had a friend once in the age when a psychiatrist thought it was a good idea to give you a lot of drugs if you were going through grieving and sorrow, and then you just wouldn't feel it. What that means is you never get over it, because you haven't had that experience, which is a very human one, and everyone has it sooner or later. It's grief. And since I'm now in the land of windows, I'm the person that they phone and they say, "Will this ever be over? How do I get through this?" So one day at a time, but don't expect there to be no sorrow.
There is music in the air, music all around us; the world is full of it, and you simply take as much as you require.
-- Edward Elgar
Grief is not a disorder, a disease or a sign of weakness. It is an emotional, physical and spiritual necessity, the price you pay for love. The only cure for grief is to grieve.
-- Earl Grollman
Grief is not a sign of weakness; it's a sign of love. It's the price we pay for having deeply connected to someone or something.
-- Dr. Thema Bryant
My songs are like my journals. And when other people relate to the music, I'm like, "Oh, thank God I'm not alone."
-- Laufey
I see your life as already artful, waiting,
just waiting and ready for you to make it art.
-- Toni Morrison
I know why we try to keep the dead alive: we try to keep them alive in order to keep them with us. I also know that if we are to live ourselves there comes a point at which we must relinquish the dead, let them go, keep them dead. Let them become the photograph on the table. Let them become the name on the trust accounts. Let go of them in the water. Knowing this does not make it any easier to let go of him in the water. In fact the apprehension that our life together will decreasingly be the center of my every day seemed today on Lexington Avenue so distinct a betrayal that I lost all sense of oncoming traffic.
-- Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking, p. 225-226
Dolphins, I learned from J. William Worden of the Harvard Child Bereavement Study at Massachusetts General Hospital, had been observed refusing to eat after the death of a mate. Geese had been observed reacting to such a death by flying and calling, searching until they themselves became disoriented and lost. Human beings, I read but did not need to learn, showed similar patterns of response. They searched. They stopped eating. They forgot to breathe. They grew faint from lowered oxygen, they clogged their sinuses with unshed tears and ended up in otolaryngologists' offices with obscure ear infections. They lost concentration. "After a year I could read headlines," I was told by a friend whose husband had died three years before. They lost cognitive ability on all scales.
-- Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking, p. 46-47
When I checked the piece for publication I was startled and unsettled by how many mistakes I had made: simple errors of transcription, names and dates wrong. I told myself that this was temporary, part of the mobilization problem, further evidence of those cognitive deficits that came with either stress or grief, but I remained unsettled. Would I ever be right again? Could I ever again trust myself not to be wrong?
-- Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking, p. 200
A doctor to whom I mentioned (that I had inadvertently given the hospital an old address) shrugged, as if I had told him a familiar story. Either he said that such"cognitive deficits" could be associated with stress or he said that such cognitive deficits could be associated with grief. It was a mark of those cognitive deficits that within seconds after he said it I had no idea which he had said.
-- Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking, p. 200