Quotes About Hurt

I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.

saw him as a saint. His attitude silenced me. From that moment on, if he had been brought back to me dead on a stretcher, I would not have cared. He cannot hurt me any more.

I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for so many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.

Awareness hurts. Relationships hurts. Life hurts. But to float, to drift, to live in the dream does not hurt.

Herir y ser consciente de que se hiere, saber que es una necesidad, lo encuentro intolerable. No tengo la valentía de June. Lucho por evitarle a Hugo toda humillación.

He was furious and hurt to think of a Nin woman having been within reach of those Jews with their tongues hanging out etc. But I told him it didn't hurt me—I wrote a novel!

There was in me confusion between love and devotion. I thought all my acts were acts of love, yielding up of the self, the personal. But I did feel hurt that they were all willing to immolate me, and felt unloved according to my own definition of love: sacrifice.

How did I become who I am? I have a heart easily hurt. I believed that cruelty was most often caused by ignorance. I thought that if everybody knew, everything would be different. I was a silly child who believed in the revolution. [...] I can`t be bought or intimidated because I`m already cut down in the middle. I walk with women whispering in my ears. Every time I cry there`s a name attached to each tear. [...] I long to touch my sisters; I wish I could take away the pain.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.

The truth may hurt ... but it's the lie that leaves a scar.

I brought pictures to the inn, to show you who I'd been, but I saw at once my mistake, the hurt in your eyes, and you said, It hurts that I wasn't with you.

I think about the hurt that stories cannot ease, not with a thousand tellings.

Her body was a prison, her mind was a prison. Her memories were a prison. The people she loved. She couldn't get away from the hurt of them. She could leave Eric, walk out of her apartment, walk forever if she liked, but she couldn't escape what really hurt. Tonight even the sky felt like a prison.

How sad it was, Carmen thought, that you acted awful when you were desperately sad and hurt and wanted to be loved. How tragic then, the way everyone avoided you and tiptoed around you when you really needed them.

The unexpected makings of a smile tugged at her lips. Here he was, hurt and wounded, and he was concerned about his horse. How very like a man.

See the hell of having a false woman! My bed shall be abused, my coffers ransacked, my reputation gnawn at; and I shall not only receive this villainous wrong, but stand under the adoption of abominable terms, and by him that does me the wrong.Shakesp.Merry Wives of Windsor.2. The

what I had to live with, the rest of the world must never see, for it separated me from them, as it had just done with my former best friends and with my one long love, Berry. There was rage and rage and rage, coating all like crude oil coating gulls. They had hurt me, bad. For now, I had no faith in the others of the world. And the delivery of medical care? Farce. BUFF 'n' TURF. Revolving door.

If this is how you treat your friends, no wonder you have so many enemies.

Or she could return to the beginning, to the first moment she`d started to feel like playing wasn`t for her anymore. But she coudn`t rehash every hurt, every disappointment, every moment that felt like betrayal. And expect to arrive anywhere good.

You are beautiful, Lucy. Inside and out. And that hurts, too. It hurts more specifically. More personally.

I hope I haven't hurt your feelings,' he said. 'I don't have feelings, at least not the inconvenient ones.

I don't have to smile and pretend I'm fine even though inside I feel like I'm breaking into a thousand tiny fragments too small ever to be put together again.

Because you can never go from going out to being friends, just like that. It's a lie. It's just something that people say they'll do to take the permanence out of a breakup. And someone always takes it to mean more than it does, and then is hurt even more when, inevitably, said 'friendly' relationship is still a major step down from the previous relationship, and it's like breaking up all over again. But messier.

Well, it's true that I have been hurt in my life. Quite a bit. But it's also true that I have loved, and been loved. and that carries a weight of its own. A greater weight, in my opinion. It's like that pie chart we talked about earlier. in the end, I'll look back on my life and see that the greatest piece of it was love. The problems, the divorces, the sadness... those will be there too, but just smaller slivers, tiny pieces.