Quotes About Pain

I consider kissing her right there on the dirty couch, but self-preservation stops me. Once someone hurts you, it's harder to relax around them, harder to think of them as safe to love. But it doesn't stop you wanting them. Sometimes I actually think it makes the wanting worse

And you want more holes because you think pain will distract you from all the annoying celebrating? Or because stabbing me will make you feel better?" "Something like that." She smiled enigmatically, went into the bathroom, and came out with a wad of cotton balls and a safety pin.

It seemed, in the beginning, that fighting back would only bring me further pain. That's the lesson they wanted me taught, but soon I realized I would be hurt anyway. Better to hurt someone else when I had a chance. Better to make them hesitate, to know it would cost them something.

Cardan had trusted Nicasia not to hurt him, which was ridiculous, since he well knew that everyone hurts one another and that the people you loved hurt you the most grievously.

Tana would sit near the door to the basement with fingers in her ears, tears and snot running down her face as she cried and cried and cried. And little Pearl would toddle up, crying, too. They cried while they ate their cereal, cried while they watched cartoons, and cried themselves to sleep at night, huddled together in Tana's little bed. 'Make her stop' Pearl said, but Tana couldn't.

He let out a hiss of pain,then smiled that crooked, sheepish smile he always fell back on when he was caught doing something bad. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to. I just- I've been lying here for hours, thinking about blood.

Love is stupid. All we do is break one another's heart.

because she remembered things that hurt more easily than anything nice.

Secrets hurt the keeper more than you think.

love doesn't grow well, fed on pain.

She was a poisoned well of a girl.

Once someone's hurt you, it's harder to relax around them, harder to think of them as safe to love. But it doesn't stop you from wanting them. Sometimes I actually think it makes the wanting worse.

loss sings to loss

Dolerá. El dolor te hace fuerte.

Call's stomach felt as if it wanted to curl up inside him like a kicked puppy.

The whole place looks straight out of a fairy tale, the kind where love is a simple thing. never the cause of pain.

cutting deeper than she had thought words could.

Let me have everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed, and eternal misery along with it.

But books feel real. Surely they must seem more real to you than anyone. They can hurt you. They can break your heart.

a song of heartbreak. Of a girl who walked the earth by starlight. Whose aspect was mortal but with beauty divine. Her cruelty had pierced his heart.

She loved him so much that it already hurt. It already felt like he'd broken her heart.

hurt more easily than anything nice.

I feel like a constellation of wounds, held together with string and stubborness.

Ah, and now you laugh. It is my curse to adore cruel women.