Grief And Loss Quotes Quotes

“Grief, no matter how you try to cater to its wail, has a way of fading away.”
― V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

“We all have a story to tell. Stories of how we survived this or that. Some are more dramatic than others but what a great story to tell. This is how I survived that!”
― Chris W Michel, The Red Chair Experience

“I needed my mother, or I needed a mother, even though I was well past an age to justify that need. (224)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“The world breaks everyone and afterward many are stronger at the broken places.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“The connections we share with one another—the ones that mean the most to us—are never truly severed. Not across time, nor distance, nor death, even. The heaviness in your chest, that ache you feel right now, I like to believe that the strength of that emotion extends outward to somewhere far beyond us, touching those we’re missing in some way . . . wherever they are.”
― Alison Huff, The Color of Gravity

“My goal consisted of trying not to anger her—or anyone… (73)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“I feel powerless to make decisions about what should or shouldn’t be thrown out down here. (88)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“In my case, I felt like I'd been drowning in a sea of words, words that, more often than not, bore no resemblance to their dictionary definitions. What was the point of communicating if, inevitably, a subtext bubbled up, one I had trouble making sense of in my naïveté, in my confusion? What was the point if a word's meaning had been distorted to fit secret agendas, flip-flopped for unknown ulterior motives, withheld for other reasons? Translating what anyone said had become impossible for me, my work with languages, my love of words failing me when it came to my own family. All my dictionaries proved useless in trying to decipher a lifetime of communication fraught with subtexts buried beneath more subtexts. (134)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“I don’t think I realized back then that I wanted to rewrite the past, though, perform a do-over. It’s only in hindsight I’ve come to this conclusion.”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“Why did she keep these random items? How did they make the cut? Maybe she felt it had to be her decision what to keep, what to discard, just as it's my turn now, my decision as I go room to room, playing God with my parents' possessions. (148)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“When you're translating a document or a speech, if you don't have all the words, you don't have all the meaning. I'd only had my words thus far, my thoughts, not hers. That had given me an incomplete picture, one with pockets of omissions… (154)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“In my own way, maybe that's what I'm doing here, searching this home for anything that is evidence of my parents' love for me, for clues to the puzzle, translations of their behavior toward me. (156)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“For my part, I never knew who she’d be on any given day. Now that she’s gone, the mystery remains unsolved, part of my untranslatable life (161).”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“Once our reasons to be together—our parents, our childhood years—had been removed, not much linkage between us remained (181).”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“Unconditional love in my family was rare; you had to earn love, but it proved to be an elusive goal, the artist's vanishing point, unreachable in the distance. The more I tried to earn my parents' respect, the more it backfired, having the opposite effect (191).”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“Translating. It’s exhausting (166).”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“I realize it has taken the death of both my parents for me to finally begin to see who I am, but not through their eyes. I’ll never forget them; my parents I have been in lockstep ever since I was young child, but their words drowned out my own voice. I’m starting to come into my own. (240)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“I'd been given a foreign text to decipher, but I couldn't even identify the language, much less the meaning behind the words; she was speaking in some code (229)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“Words had a purpose. Language had a purpose; I’d wrongly assumed that my mother wouldn’t misuse it (229)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“Translation involves more than the deciphering of words, words strung together in sentences, in paragraphs, in dialogue, in the years of a life. After all, a machine can do that if you feed all the data into it. Translation also involves making sense of what’s left unspoken, those ellipses, blank spaces, the dot-dot-dots when you have to guess what’s happening in the person’s mind, what the silent messages mean. It calls for the translation of surrounding events, the cultural context, as well as the translation of nonverbal communication. What was being said through that certain look, that ever-so-tiny smile, that flash of a grimace? That spark of anger? Those sarcastic comments? Those prolonged silences? What did it all mean? (249)”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“The most difficult thing for me to translate to date, though, has been my own life (250).”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“We no longer had a lingua franca after we moved there. We consisted of six people, our own little Tower of Babel… Six people speaking many different languages, none of them mutually intelligible. Six people bumping into each other in the dark, no longer able to understand each other, wounding one other in the process (257).”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“Admittedly, a number of the translations of my life, of what went on in Ivy Lodge, are loose at best, warranting multiple-choice answers, never ideal in the scientifically based world of translation. You're supposed to go from the source language (the language being translated) to the target language (the language being translated into). A translation is only good when the translator knows--or can surmise--the intention of the person being translated, understands with a fair amount of confidence the exact meaning of that source language. Maybe that's one problem with my attempts to translate my family. Maybe my parents remained unclear in their own minds what they wanted to say, what their words and behavior meant, what their underlying motivation was. In that case, it makes translation doubly difficult if the source of the words and events to be translated is lost in a sea of linguistic confusion. Translators need patterns to make sense out of foreign words, or it all becomes a hodgepodge of meaningless sounds and symbols. Chaos (256).”
― Linda Murphy Marshall, Ivy Lodge: A Memoir of Translation and Discovery

“He was her rock,
now he’s dates on a stone
next to trees
on a plot in a spot
far from home”
― Eric Overby, Hourglass in Grace

“We grieve to the extent that we loved. We should all be so lucky to experience a love that causes such pain. Deep grief means great love.”
― Ashley Lane, Haunted By Regret

“I have no more fight left, the will to keep going has been extinguished, and I am ready to throw in the towel. Nothing matters anymore, my heart is hollow, and I see no hope for a better tomorrow. Nothing can lighten this heavy burden of despair - it is all too much, and it feels as if there is no end in sight.”
― Jonathan Harnisch

“I would take it, " I say, my voice breaking. "Painful, bad, whatever. I'd take it. Because, Sawyer? I don't remember my last day with Hayley. None of it. -Ella”
― Sloan Harlow, Everything We Never Said

“Grief is not gauzy; it is substantial, oppressive, a thing opaque. The weight is heaviest in the mornings, post-sleep: a leaden heart, a stubborn reality that refuses to budge.

I will never see my father again. Never again. It feels as if I wake up only to sink and sink.”
― Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Notes on Grief

“Memories never fade where laughter was shared.”
― Audrey Hogan Dublin Writer

“MDMA alone is not a solution for grief
I know I have said this already. But it is so important that I must revisit it, lest someone think that I am wounded in some way and MDMA is going to cure me somehow.”
― G. Scott Graham, MDMA and Grief