"Things have dropped from me.
I have outlived certain desires;
I have lost friends, some by death...
others through sheer inability to cross the street.

Loss and possession, death and life are one,
There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.

Do not measure your loss by itself;
if you do, it will seem intolerable;
but if you will take all human affairs into account you will find that some comfort is to be derived from them.

I had the blues because I had no shoes until upon the street, I met a man who had no feet.

He who, having lost one ideal,
refuses to give his heart and soul to another and nobler,
is like a man who declines to build a house on rock because the wind and rain ruined his house on the sand.

He who loses money loses much. He who loses a friend loses more. But he who loses faith loses all.

What we have once enjoyed
we can never lose.
All that we love deeply
becomes a part of us.

While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates.
You must wait till it be digested,
and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.

If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone,
Nor when I'm gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must,
Parting is hell,
But life goes on,
So sing as well.

One often calms one's grief by recounting it.

Nothing that grieves us can be called little:
by the eternal laws of proportion
a child's loss of a doll and a king's loss of a crown
are events of the same size.

It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief,
as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

Good men must die, but death cannot kill their names.

Death is not the greatest loss in life.
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

The act of dying is one of the acts of life.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

Life is a great sunrise.
I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.

Death is simply a shedding of the physical body like the butterfly shedding its cocoon. It is a transition to a higher state of consciousness where you continue to perceive, to understand, to laugh, and to be able to grow.

The happiness of the drop is to die in the river.

The grave is but a covered bridge Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness.