Frank J. Wilstach, comp. A Dictionary of Similes. 1916.
Grief
Woman’s grief is like a summer storm, short as it is violent.
—Joanna Baillie
Genuine grief is like penitence, not clamorous, but subdued.
—Josh Billings
Grief and passion are like floods raised in little brooks by a sudden rain.
—John Dryden
Grief, like wine, the tongue will render free.
—James Matthew Legaré
Grief, like night, is salutary. It cools down the soul by the putting out its fevered fires; and if it oppresses her, it also compresses her energies. The load once gone, she will go forth with greater buoyancy to new pleasures.
—John Pulsford
Grief
Was as a last year’s leaf
Blown dead far down the wind’s way.
—Algernon Charles Swinburne