Just off the top of my head -
My father, asking me to email a photograph "because I may never have another grandchild".
My father again, 7 weeks after the death of my daughter and immediately after I had been diagnosed with cervical cancer and told I'd need a radical hysterectomy "Cheer up, you can't let these things get you down, look at me, I've lost my job and my girlfriend is crazy".
Any number of people with variations on "God's plan", which seems to involve them tucking their children into bed every night, so that's okay then, and many people stupid enough to say "God doesn't give us more than we can handle".
A colleague, just recently, saying "Do you know Avisha's son will be two years old next month?" Yes I do, he was born a week before my daughter.
Lots of dead baby moms who list their worst comment as someone saying "There must have been something wrong with the baby" when you know, there wasn't, it was just PERFECT. Well there was something desperately wrong with my baby, that's why she's dead, duh. She was no less loved or deserving of life than the "perfect" babies.
A family friend, on hearing I was pregnant again "I hope this one sticks". Uh, the last one "stuck" until 40 weeks and died after she was born from a heart defect. If you can't be bothered to remember what actually happened, just shut up.
My grief counsellor, telling me that in her religion babies aren't named or given full funerals until they reach 7 days old, because until then they aren't really proper people before that.