It's complete hell. It's like taking sorrow and grief and pain and stretching it out. You can't get past it because there is no closure of any kind.

Why is love such a sorrowful thing, this I never could understand; passion and pain are linked together, ever I find them hand in hand.

The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.

No greater grief than to remember days of gladness when sorrow is at hand

Son of a Witch,

I feel nothing but grief, sorrow and sadness for Sid (VIcious). l've lost my friend, I couldn't have changed it, I was young. God I wish I was smarter... He's dead for fuck's sake.