“The grief, too, passes.”
“She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.”
“...a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna...”
“I passed the morning that knew no grief and at night bowed to the darkness that breathes. While in passing may seem brief, there is no simplicity to the nature of change.”
“I don't believe that grief passes away. It has its time and place forever. More time is added to it; it becomes a story within a story. But grief and griever alike endure.”
“It's the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.”