"Grief must be a reflection of love . It is perhaps the ultimate proof of love. Grief is an uncontrollable manifestation ..."

"A happier lot were mine, If I must lose thee, to go down to earth, For I shall have no hope when thou art gone,— Nothi..."

"Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeat..."