Grief

Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering

Grief that is dazed and speechless is out of fashion: the modern woman mourns her husband loudly and tells you the whole story of his death, which distresses her so much that she forgets not the slightest detail about it

If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction

It behooves us to accomplish what God requires of us, even when we are in the greatest despair respecting the results

Sometimes only one person is missing and the whole world seems depopulated

Our anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, but only empties today of its strength