Quotes About Pain

Love gives birth to sacrifice, which brings forth hatred, and lets us know pain.

Most people say that love hurts. I say that loneliness hurts more ...

When your heart jumps, your hands shake, you stutter, and never know what to say. When you look into his eyes, and know it will be ok. Saying I love you, just brings the hurt and pain away......

A few smiles packed in endless tears, a moment of love with pain so severe.

Its easy to die in love...but living with that pain for rest of its life is the hardest thing to do.

You could always make me laugh, you listened to my pain, you turned my nights into sunshine when my days had often been rain.

True Love burns the brightest, but the brightest flames leave the deepest scars.

Every time I think of you it made me smile, every time I think of you I know you mean so much to me... Until I wake up one day days things will never be the same as yesterday, every time I think of you tears rolling down my face, every time I think of you shadows of pain keeps hunting through my veins. I hate you, I really do you are so untrue.

Remember that one time I told you I liked you? I meant it, but I dont think you care.. and that is what breaks my heart.

The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever.

Her heart had grown so familiar to the pain of life without him, that to respond now seemed too large a pleasure she could not endure. If pain was love, then she loved fiercely. Yet knew she could not be near that boy again.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part. You roll outta bed and down on your knees and for a moment you can hardly breathe.

We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love.

The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it...

This is what happened in love. One of you cried a lot and then both of you grew sarcastic.

A.P., Sara, and Maybelle were at their best when they were plying the sharper edges of private and personal pain.

The pain is a reminder that I'm lucky to be alive.

Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

Up to a certain point one can get very used to pain; as I couldn't make my legs better, I got used to the pain.

many high-functioning multiples are gifted writers and artists, who, as they heal, are able to find an aesthetic outlet for the sealed-off rage and pain they have not allowed themselves to feel.

hate people like that, people you have to protect while they keep hurting you.

For you to say that sadness is not the absence of happiness, but the opposite of it.

Nobody loves no one.

Homer whiter than plenty white man, it seem. But nothing make a nigger more black than whip scars. Lilith don't want none of it.