Grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.

My mind couldn’t fit itself around the shape of his absence.

When grief is deepest, words are fewest.

Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo.

I don’t move away from grief, rather through it.

Your grief path is yours alone, and no one else can walk it, and no one else can understand it.

There’s always a last time. If you could remember every last time, you’d never stop grieving.

Grief releases love and it also instills a profound sense of connection.

Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.

People in grief need someone to walk with them without judging them.

There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be in my heart.

What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

Loss is nothing else but change, and change is nature’s delight.

Excellence is an art won by training and habituation.

Successful people are simply those with success habits.

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.

Winning is a habit. Unfortunately, so is losing.