Quotes About Hurt

The ultimate proof of total forgiveness takes place when we sincerely petition the Father to let those who have hurt us off the hook—even if they have hurt not only us, but also those close to us.

It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.

Hurt me? he asked. How would you do that? By taking away everything I love? Everything I honour? You're too late, Hannah. Far too late. Fallon already did that. Claire's terrible feeling suddenly condensed into a heavy, sickening weight. He took Jesse, she said. Fallon took Jesse.

He pulled out his personal journal and pen. Jess understood the impulse, all too well, to spill out the bile and hurt into ink, where no one could see it.

You weren't picky about who got hurt. Still aren't. So don't preach at us like you're some kind of saint. You're just another sinner.

I've thought about it," she said. "And I'm angry, Shane. I'm really angry. After everything we've done, everything we've risked, we're expendable. And it hurts. Believe me.

It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.

These humans—they are cruel monsters. Liars. Deceitful. For the first time, I want to hurt them the way they hurt me. This is so unfair. My body feels numb, my energy spent, my mind deceived and angry.

From behind I don't see Caroline but I do that stupid bitch, Tris, rhymes with bris, cuz that's what she'll do to a guy, rip apart his piece.

It's always the ones who believe who are hurt the most when things go wrong.

hope I never love someone so much that they could hurt me the way Langston was hurt, so wounded all he could do was cry and mope around the house and ask me to make him peanut butter and banana sandwiches with the crusts cut off, then play Boggle with him, which of course I always did, because I usually do whatever Langston wants me to do.

I hope I never love someone so much that they could hurt me the way Langston was hurt, so wounded all he could do was cry and mope around the house and ask me to make him peanut butter and banana sandwiches with the crusts cut off, then play Boggle with him, which of course I always did, because I usually do whatever Langston wants me to do.

I hope I never love someone so much that they could hurt me the way Langston was hurt.

I instantly regretted my comeback but that's the thing about unkind words. You can try to undo the damage, but (a) it's hard when you're all coffee-ed up, and (b) you can't take it back, ever.

If you could offer me a guarantee, Ely, a guarantee that the hurt that makes my heart feel like a boulder sitting inside my chest, beatless, if I knew this hurt would eventually go away and I could feel hope again - for me, for you, for us - then maybe my lips could unlock now and we could get on with this. The End.

you mourn, you hurt and you start to heal.

you'd have understood how easily the blade of spite turns in one's hands, and cuts one's own palms.

the rejection hurt.

What upset her most was the cold-blooded way he'd dismissed her from his life. It seemed so easy for him, so...simple. She was gone for him, as if she meant nothing. That hurt, and it didn't stop hurting.

Forgiveness is hard, and most people tend to hold on to their hurts, to take some kind of perverse satisfaction in them.

She'd allowed her sister to steal her joy.

Words wound deeper than any knife, my lord. Often they fester and never heal.

There's been too much hurt. Too much pain. I just want it to stop.

What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve . . . —Unknown