Grief is characterized much more by waves of feeling that lessen and reoccur, it's less like stages and more like different states of feeling.

A death from a long illness is very different from a sudden death. It gives you time to say goodbye and time to adjust to the idea that the beloved will not be with you anymore.

Much of Hamlet is about the precise kind of slippage the mourner experiences: the difference between being and seeming, the uncertainty about how the inner translates into the outer, the sense that one is expected to perform grief palatably. (If you don’t seem sad, people worry; but if you are grief-stricken, people flinch away from your pain.)

It's a blessing not to be alone in your grief but it's also painful to see your parents and siblings in pain.

There is always tension in women's gymnastics between athleticism, grace, performance, and eros.

I have seen that grief can be very different for different people. While the range of emotions experienced is similar, the way we deal with those emotions isn't, necessarily.

'Hamlet' is a play about a man whose grief is deemed unseemly.