I've been to many funerals of funny people, and they're some of the funniest days you'll ever have, because the emotions run high.
I will not say, do not weep, for not all tears are an evil.
Hush, my darling! Hush, hush, Catherine! I'll stay. If he shot me so, I'd expire with a blessing on my lips.
Even if humans feel lots of fear, remember God will take care of you. This is a collective message because fear is contagious... This is a message of reassurance.
Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.
Bear up, my child, bear up; Zeus who oversees and directs all things is still mighty in heaven.
Dry your eyes O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies.
Words are capable of making experience more vivid, and also of organizing it. They can scare us, and they can comfort us.
One of the greatest gifts we can give people is the hope that their death is nothing to fear - you know, not that it has no fear in it, but the promise of scripture is that God will lead us through the valley of the shadow of death.
Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, To make my end too sudden.
My mother told me one day I walked in to her and said, 'Mom, I'm not going to be sick anymore,' and she said 'Why?' and I said 'Because an angel told me so.' Now, I don't remember saying it; that's just what she told me.
Relax - This won't hurt.
I'm of the opinion that it is always a kind and appropriate decision to get in touch with someone who's lost a loved one to remind them that you're thinking of them and have fond memories of the deceased.
Don't worry chief, it will be alright.
It is an easy thing for one whose foot is on the outside of calamity to give advice and to rebuke the sufferer.
If it makes you feel better, I promise to forget.
I met India Arie, who is one of my favorite artists of all time. It was really sweet; I was broken up with a month before, and she stayed up texting me all night and was helping me through it. Her text message looks like a song of hers. She's sort of become my fairy godmother.
Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.
When I was young, my mother said to me, 'Momma loves her little son.' Now, this tender endearment holds a firm meaning within my life, inside my spirit. It reminds me that in sharing love, it grows that much greater in our hearts.
I have read in Plato and Cicero sayings that are wise and very beautiful; but I have never read in either of them: Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden.
In talking about my cancer with family and friends, I feel the love that I know will get me through this. The old strategy of suffering in silence could not have been more misguided.
Maybe probably ain’t all that comforting a word when it’s maybe yer not dying.
It'll be all right." Julia's gentleness makes it worse. "In the end, Jace." "It doesn't feel very all right." "That's because it's not the end.
There's always a need at a critical time for poetry.
In an emergency, what treatment is given by ear? Words of Comfort.
