C. S. Lewis quotes

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle,...
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.
“ Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave. “
C. S. Lewis

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle, sometimes crashing over you. And in between, there is a kind of numb feeling, where you just wait for the next wave.

Grief feels so strange. It comes in waves, sometimes gentle,...
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