Ghosts and Grief
For when the past lingers and loss feels like a quiet companion. Books that hold the ache, the silence, and the soft edges of grief.
by Coco Mellors
“But what they don’t know is this: As long as you are alive, it is never too late to be found.”
Blue Sisters
by Ann Napolitano
“Sometimes you’re at the mercy of things you can’t control, and sometimes taking control means letting go.”
Dear Edward
by Rufi Thorpe
“We needed to pretend violence was something we could control. That if you were good and did the right things, it wouldn’t happen to you.”
The Knockout Queen
by Genevieve Wheeler
“The girl who felt everything had to remind herself that it was, in fact, okay to feel. That … it was okay to go to hell and back, to carry every ounce of light and darkness inside of her. It was okay to love herself fiercely, a little selfishly, and with intention.”
Adelaide
by Chelsea Bieker
“Living seemed too painful. But something began to happen on my walks. I started to understand the choice to keep living was possibly not about the past, but rather a potential for some completely different future. That is, if I chose it.”
Madwoman
by Ann Napolitano
“We’re not separated from the world by our own edges. We’re part of the sky, and the rocks in your mother’s garden, and that old man who sleeps by the train station. We’re all interconnected, and when you see that, you see how beautiful life is.”
Hello Beautiful
by Sally Rooney
“The event is over, the event has been overcome, and yet the loss is only beginning. Every day, it grows deeper, more and more is forgotten, less and less really known for certain.”
Intermezzo
by Lancali
“Because you don't lose someone once. You lose them hearing a song that reminds you of their smile. Passing an old landmark. Laughing at a joke they would've laughed at. You lose them infinitely.”
I Fell in Love with Hope
by Colleen Hoover
“Ugly love becomes you. Consumes you. Makes you hate it all. Makes you realize that all the beautiful parts aren't even worth it... Without the beautiful, you'll never risk feeling the ugly.”
Ugly Love
by Ava Dellaira
“And maybe what growing up really means is knowing that you don't have to be just a character, going whichever way the story says. It's knowing you could be the author instead.”
Love Letters to the Dead
by John Green
“That’s the thing about pain,” Augustus said, “it demands to be felt.”
The Fault in Our Stars