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Widow Quotes

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John Wesley
“Do you not know that God entrusted you with that money (all above what buys necessities for your families) to feed the hungry, to clothe the naked, to help the stranger, the widow, the fatherless; and, indeed, as far as it will go, to relieve the wants of all mankind? How can you, how dare you, defraud the Lord, by applying it to any other purpose?”
John Wesley

Walter de la Mare
“A poor old Widow in her weeds
Sowed her garden with wild-flower seeds;
Not too shallow, and not too deep,
And down came April -- drip -- drip -- drip.
Up shone May, like gold, and soon
Green as an arbour grew leafy June.
And now all summer she sits and sews
Where willow herb, comfrey, bugloss blows,
Teasle and pansy, meadowsweet,
Campion, toadflax, and rough hawksbit;
Brown bee orchis, and Peals of Bells;
Clover, burnet, and thyme she smells;
Like Oberon's meadows her garden is
Drowsy from dawn to dusk with bees.
Weeps she never, but sometimes sighs,
And peeps at her garden with bright brown eyes;
And all she has is all she needs --
A poor Old Widow in her weeds.”
Walter de la Mare, Peacock Pie

Charlotte Eriksson
“I’m learning persistence and the closing of doors, the way the seasons come and go as I keep walking on these roads, back and forth, to find myself in new time zones, new arms with new phrases and new goals. And it hurts to become, hurts to find out about the poverty and gaps, the widow and the leavers. It hurts to accept that it hurts and it hurts to learn how easy it is for people to not need other people. Or how easy it is to need other people but that you can never build a home in someone’s arms because they will let go one day and you must build your own.”
Charlotte Eriksson, Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

Lauren Lipton
“A hundred years or more, she's bent her crown
in storm, in sun, in moonsplashed midnight breeze.
surviving all the random vagaries
of this harsh world. A dense - twigged veil drifts down
from crown along her trunk - mourning slow wood
that rustles tattered, in a hint of wind
this January dusk, cloudy, purpling
the ground with sudden shadows.
How she broods -
you speculate - on dark surprise and loss,
alone these many years, despondent, bent,
her bolt-cracked mate transformed to splinters, moss.
Though not alone, you feel the sadness of a
twilight breeze. There's never enough love;
the widow nods to you. Her branches moan.”
Lauren Lipton

Jennifer Estep
“I’m going to untangle her deadly scheme, even if it leaves my love affair hanging by a thread.”
Jennifer Estep, Widow's Web

Krassi Zourkova
“Darkness doesn't find us on its own, Theia. It is vain. It wants to be invited.”
Krassi Zourkova, Wildalone

Michael Ben Zehabe
“Every storm ends. The skies are usually clearer; the soil is usually richer; that combination will help you to be more receptive to community love.
Michael Ben Zehabe, Ruth: a woman’s guide to husband material, pg 27”
Michael Ben Zehabe, Ruth: A Woman's Guide to Husband Material

Jenny Lisk
“Still standing. I think this is a pretty good description of where I was at this point.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

Vandana  Yadav
“समूचा देश बैठा है। कुछ यहाँ, कुछ टेलीविजन के सामने। नागरिक, राजनेता और बड़े अधिकारी तक, सब बैठे हैं वो औरत जो शहीद की पत्नी है, वही अकेली खड़ी है। अगर खड़ा होना सम्मान की बात है तो कम-से-कम कुछ मिनिट के लिए तो शहादत के सम्मान में सबको खड़ा हो जाना चाहिए।' कुसुम ने कहा।

'ये सम्मान पाने की सजा है या सजा की शुरूआत आज यहाँ से हो रही है।' लाउडस्पीकर की आवाज़ में उसके शब्द दब गए।”
Vandana Yadav, कितने मोर्चे

Jenny Lisk
“It breaks my heart now to remember that Megan wanted to give Dennis the gift she made at school right away--in case Daddy dies before Christmas.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

Jojo Moyes
“Paul has heard stories of wartime brutality more appalling than anything he encountered while working in the NYPD; they are repeated with a clarity of recall that suggests they might have happened yesterday rather than decades ago. He has seen pain borne like a precious inheritance through the ages and writ large on the faces of those left behind.”
JoJo Moyes, The Giver of Stars
tags: widow

Jenny Lisk
“Thinking about how many years--decades, actually--I'd deferred my dream of learning to play the guitar, I find it remarkable that I finally took it up not long before Dennis got sick.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

“Do no wrong to a widow nor a widower.”
Lailah Gifty Akita

Elizabeth Strout
“Because I love you, and we don't have much time.”
Elizabeth Strout, Olive, Again

Jenny Lisk
“Ask yourself this question:

If my life is the same five years from now as it is today, would I be OK with that?

If the answer is no--or especially if the answer is hell no--then now is the time to do something about it.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

Jenny Lisk
“Someone mentioned that the Johnny Cash songs I was practicing were appropriate for Dennis. I guess that's lucky--because those are the only Johnny Cash songs I know.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

Jenny Lisk
“I wish I'd made time to check in with the kids more. To start a conversation. To let them know that it was OK to be sad, and OK to be worried.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

Jenny Lisk
“Every child deserves a chance to thrive--even if their parent has died.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

George R.R. Martin
“You should have been at the feast, Tyrion. There has never been a boar so delicious. They cooked it with mushrooms and apples, and it tasted like triumph.”

“Truly, sister, you were born to be a widow.”
George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings
tags: widow

Soman Gouda
“The hall looked bleak in her absence, like a moonless sky, like the forehead of a Hindu widow.”
Soman Gouda, Spoor of an Indian Horse

Jenny Lisk
“I knew in my gut that the first time attending the Seattle Brain Cancer Walk would be in Dennis's memory--rather than in his honor.”
Jenny Lisk, Future Widow: Losing My Husband, Saving My Family, and Finding My Voice

Lisa Kleypas
“I met Mr. Sterling when he came to London to establish a branch of his shipping firm." She paused. "I never imagined I would someday be running it."
"You've done very well," Keir commented, before it occurred to him that it might seem presumptuous, offering praise to someone so far above him.
Lady Merritt seemed pleased, however. "Thank you. Especially for not finishing that sentence with '... for a woman,' the way most people do. It always reminds me of the Samuel Johnson quote about a dog walking on its hind legs: 'It's not done well, but one is surprised to find it done at all.”
Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Disguise

“We made it, kid. Daddy would be so proud.”
April Skye

“Devon wasn´t an accident, he was the target.
We were the targets.”
April Skye

Craig D. Lounsbrough
“A branch that falls from a tree can only be a widow-maker if you’re under it at the point that it falls, and you were married before it fell. Otherwise, it’s just a happenstance meeting with a branch.”
Craig D. Lounsbrough

Jennifer J. Coldwater
“And as I find my space for one here in Los Angeles, I find I don’t miss Aidan. I crave the Aidan-spaced shape my side is permanently curled into. I don’t long for my husband; I long for the way his citrusy cologne (which does not smell the same on me and I am not ready to forgive the perfumer nor my body’s chemistry for this affront) smelled when he wasn’t in the room. I miss missing him.”
Jennifer J. Coldwater, Holland, My Heart: A sexy, love-after-loss, age gap, billionaire workplace romance

Elif Shafak
“Of the thousand of lines he had come across, there was one that had stayed with him. "Someday this pain will be useful to you." I hoped he was right. And that one day, not too far in the future, all this pain would be useful to future generations born on the island, to the grandchildren of those who had lived through the troubles. If you go to Cyprus today, you can still find tombstones of Greek widows and Turkish widows, engraved in different alphabets but with a similar plea: "If you find my husband, please bury him next to me.”
Elif Shafak, The Island of Missing Trees

Kristy McGinnis
“Maybe it was selfish, but I didn’t want to let her rest in peace. She could do that when it was my turn.”
Kristy McGinnis, Motion of Intervals

Charlson Ong
“It was the season Ching Ming--clearness and brightness—when spirits returned from the netherworld, essences of all sorts abounded and filial sons journeyed home to their ancestral shrines to pay homage. The Wang widow, Siao lan, whose husband died on their wedding night, was on her third and final year of mourning. Her weeping-singing rent asunder the twilight calm, "O master, thou are cruel. O father, curse the day of my birth. Fate is a playful warlock. One day the fresh young bride, tomorrow, an empty-bowl widow.”
Charlson Ong, Woman of Am-kaw and Other Stories

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