Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement. I will not try it. Time is th...e only comforter for the loss of a mother.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There are confessable agonies, sufferings of which one can positively be proud. Of bereavement, of parting, of the sense of sin an...d the fear of death the poets have eloquently spoken. They command the world's sympathy. But there are also discreditable anguishes, no less excruciating than the others, but of which the sufferer dare not, cannot speak. The anguish of thwarted desire, for example.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If, as I can't help suspecting, the dead also feel the pains of separation (and this may be one of their purgatorial sufferings), ...then for both lovers, and for all pairs of lovers without exception, bereavement is a universal and integral part of our experience of love.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »