Silent Grief Quotes

They are the silent griefs which cut the heart-strings.

In all the silent manliness of grief.

It is those who make the least display of their sorrow who mourn the deepest.

When words are most empty, tears are most apt.

In secret we met - In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears

Who will grieve for this woman? Does she not seem too insignificant for our concern? Yet in my heart I never will deny her, Who suffered death because she chose to turn.

To me so deep a silence portends some dread event; a clamorous sorrow wastes itself in sound.

The greatest griefs are silent.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

So many bright futures consigned to the ashes of the past.So many dreams lost in the madness that had engulfed us.Except for a few widely scattered shouts of joy,the survivors of the abyss sat hollow-eyed and silent, trying to comprehend a world without war.

The quiet sense of something lost

Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.

There is yet a silent agony in which the mind appears to disdain all external help, and broods over its distresses with gloomy reserve. This is the most dangerous state of mind; accidents or friendships may lessen the louder kinds of grief, but all remedies for this must be had from within, and there despair too often finds the most deadly enemy.

When she cries, it is quiet, tearless, almost completely imperceptible: one more unheard prayer.

He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.

Striving to tell his woes, words would not come; For light cares speak, when mighty griefs are dumb.

There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie.

We hear the rain fall, but not the snow. Bitter grief is loud, calm grief is silent.