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While not exactly a helpful book, this quote from Shakespeare's King John is wonderful as it gets in terms of describing grief:

Grief fills the room up of my absent child,

Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me,

Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words,

Remembers me of all his gracious parts,

Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form;

Then, have I reason to be fond of grief?

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