Jorge Luis Borges Quotes

I was studying architecture at Berkeley when my father passed away in 2007. We knew he had cancer, but we didn't expect it to escalate so rapidly. In my mind, it was like, 'He'll pull through.' When he didn't, I didn't understand. I was 21, and my best friend had died.

When my dad died, my world crumbled.

Here's a thing about the death of your mother, or anyone else you love: You can't anticipate how you'll feel afterward. People will tell you; a few may be close to right, none exactly right.

My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

When Michael died I was tipped over the edge. I was beyond grief.

I was scared when I lost my mother, my father, my brother, my sister.

The loss of my father was the most traumatic event in my life - I can't forget the pain.

When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.

My life was very tenuous last year. My daughter's death, in March in 2007, was unexpected. It was a shock. I didn't know if I'd survive it.

We never think that our mothers will die. It was like suddenly an abyss opened at my feet - I was standing on nothing. It was the strangest thing. Her passing away ripped the solidity out of the world.

When a parent dies, the whole house of cards comes down.

She died and with her died my last warm feelings for humanity.

It's hard when people die, but there's something about when people die suddenly.

Nothing had prepared me for the depth of pain George's death precipitated.

A thought Of that late death took all my heart for speech.

Grief-stricken. Stricken is right; it is as though you had been felled. Knocked to the ground; pitched out of life and into something else.

Like most New Yorkers I was shell-shocked immediately after 9/11 and couldn't put into words what I was feeling.

When my father died in my arms it had such a profound affect on me that at that very moment when my dad passed I realized that I needed to face my own fears.

Then my mother was taken ill and died and my father took me to St. Mary's.

I was terribly wounded by my wife's death.

There's something about losing friends, particularly young people, where it's not something that you get over. I don't believe there's a healing process.

No matter how prepared you think you are for the death of a loved one, it still comes as a shock, and it still hurts very deeply.

I want to tell you what it was really like to think death is imminent, but I can't. It's a taste in your mouth. And an emptiness.

There is nothing to be compared to this, 'cause we lost our brother, our hero. The world is mourning. We are mourning. The fans are mourning. It is unreal. Unbelievable.

When dad told me Mr Steptoe had passed away, I broke down.