Saturday, February 02, 2013

grief

I read this in "The thirteenth tale" by Diane Setterfield p.435:

"I (Margaret) abandoned myself to a sorrow that was wide and deep...I cried for Miss Winter, for her ghost, for Adeline and Emmeline. For my sister, my mother and father. Mostly, and most terribly, I cried for myself...When I came to myself Dr. Clifton was there...'I know,' he said 'I know'.
He didn't know, of course. Not really. And yet that is what he said and I was soothed to hear it. For I knew what he meant. We all have our sorrows, and although the exact dimensions of grief are different for everyone, the colour of grief is common to us all. 'I know,' he said, because he was human, and therefore, in a way, he did."

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