Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Mourning is not forbidden, you know.
Irrespective of age, we mourn for those loved and lost. Mourning is one of the deepest expressions of pure love.
Grief starts to become indulgent, and it doesn't serve anyone, and it's painful. But if you transform it into remembrance, then you're magnifying the person you lost and also giving something of that person to other people, so they can experience something of that person.
You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.
If a tie is like kissing your sister, losing is like kissing you grandmother with her teeth out.
For me, wearing a tie is a pleasure, a recherche one but a pleasure nonetheless. You could say that I'm avoiding tie avoidance. My own gorgeous collection runs into hundreds and I buy them the way I buy books - I simply can't pass a shop. I have loved them since I could spend my own money on them.
Who the hell ever dreamed up a tie? It's just such a weird idea, and yet it has been literally hanging around forever as the one constant and boring men's fashion staple.
When one by one our ties are torn, and friend from friend is snatched forlorn; when man is left alone to mourn, oh! then how sweet it is to die!
I grew up in a house that was in a constant state of mourning.
We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead.