Quotes About Hurt

Hate hurts the hater more'n the hated.

He was no husband, scarcely even a friend. He was a poison snake, and I was another, and on such terms we pleased ourselves.

But when I tried to speak them, I found I could not. His cheeks were flushed with shame, and the skin beneath his eyes was weary. His trust was a part of him, as much as his hands or his miraculous feet. And despite my hurt, I would not wish to see it gone, to see him as uneasy and fearful as the rest of us, for any price.

She had something that is gone from the world, from the female world. A sweetness without sentimentality, a limpidity without naivety. She was so easy to hurt, to tease. And when she teased, it was like a caress.

He uses my heart. Then turns and tramples on it.

Men and women arguing in this way hurt not only their feelings but also their relationship. Just as communication is the most important element in a relationship, arguments can be the most destructive element, because the closer we are to someone, the easier it is to bruise or be bruised.

I was hurting, too. How could she have done such a terrible thing? She was my friend. She treated me like a confidant, and she protected me like a big sister. I loved Tally, and now she had run off with a vicious killer.

You've been hurt by every person you ever cared for, except Abby. You raised yourself, and in doing so became self-reliant and independent. You don't need the firm. You can leave it. You're hardened and calloused beyond your years. And you're smart enough to pull it off, Mitch. You won't get caught. That's why we picked you.

Emotional abuse is like being continuously kicked in the shins. It can be worse than getting one punch in the face, and it cements itself.

For me, I always wonder what's worse: an emotional betrayal or a physical betrayal? That's a really tough call.

I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts.

Those who say in simple surrender 'Yes, Lord,' emerge from the experience spiritually rich, and become a source of grace and encouragement to others who are hurting.

In a way, you fixed me, but somehow, you also broke me.

All it takes is a beautiful fake smile to hide an injured soul and they will never notice how broken you really are.

I've given away to many pieces of my heart, now there's nothing left...

Behind my smile is a hurting heart. Behind my laugh, I'm falling apart. Behind my smile, is tears at night.

I wish you could see what you mean to me. All the tears that fell from my face. All the nights I stayed awake. All the scars I have. Everything you did broke me in every way. Why can't you see what you've done to me...?

Behind every fake smile is a broken heart

Behind every untrusting girl, is a boy who lied, cheated, broke his promises to her.

I hate when people lie and leave you to die...

I've loved and have been hurt so many times in the past, but is it a crime to love you even though I'm not sure what it feels like to truly love someone anymore?

I smile like nothing's wrong, talk like everthing's perfect, act like it's all a dream, and pretend that it's not hurting me.

I'm not crying over what you said; it's what you didn't say that hurts the most.

That feeling you get in your stomach, when your heart's broken. It's like all the butterflies just died.