“How could the death of someone you had never met affect you so?” ―Robert Galbraith
Death
I Wonder If That’s How Darkness Wins…
“I wonder if that's how darkness wins, by convincing us to trap it inside ourselves, instead of emptying it out. I don't want it to win.”―Jasmine Warga
Let Us Live, Since We Must Die
Vivamus, Moriendum Est.
The Two Week Mark
“Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep.I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow.I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain.I am in the morning hush, I am in the graceful rushOf beautiful birds … Continue reading The Two Week Mark
She Had Always Found Villains More Exciting…
“She had always found villains more exciting than heroes. They had ambition, passion. They made the stories happen. Villains didn't fear death. No, they wrapped themselves in death like suits of armor! As she inhaled the school's graveyard smell, Agatha felt her blood rush. For like all villains, death didn't scare her. It made her … Continue reading She Had Always Found Villains More Exciting…
Each Death…
“Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongruous, its guilt irreducible, its sadness immortal; a bracelet of bright hair about the bone. I did not pray for her, because prayer has no efficacy; I did not cry for her, because only extroverts cry twice; I sat in the … Continue reading Each Death…
Death Abides By No One’s Rules…
“Death abides by no one's rules...it takes what pleases it without consciousness to its decisions. It destroys what it will. It took the pieces of perfection I once knew and shattered them. Now what remains are shards of a dream, drawing blood with every step.” ―Cassandra Giovanni
Time Is Ungovernable…
“Time is ungovernable, but grief presents us with a choice: what do we do with the savage energies of bereavement? What do we do with the memory - or in the memory - of the beloved? Some commemorate love with statuary, but behavior, too, is a memorial, as is a well-lived life. In death, there … Continue reading Time Is Ungovernable…
You Left Ground and Sky Weeping…
“You left ground and sky weeping, mind and soul full of grief. No one can take your place in existence, or in absence. Both mourn, the angels, the prophets, and this sadness I feel has taken from me the taste of language, so that I cannot say the flavor of my being apart.”―Rumi
Losing
“Losing your life is not the worst thing that can happen. The worst thing is to lose your reason for living.” ―Jo Nesbo
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 