Quotes About Heartbreak

Some men break your heart in two, Some men fawn and flatter, Some men never look at you; And that cleans up the matter.

I just broke up with my girlfriend because I caught her lying. Under another man.

Where were you when my heart was breaking? Will you scream out my name when I am dead and gone?

We get divorce, we get conned, someone we love dies, or we can't find anybody to love us or somebody breaks our heart and we realize this fairy tale ain't fair. So we suffer.

Yes, I have loved, as no one on earth ever loved, with an insensate and furious love, so violent that I wonder it did not break my heart.

Eleven : *walks up to mike* Mike : 0-0 Eleven : I DUMP YOUR ASS. Mike : *surprised, sad, taken aback, broken-hearted, and a bunch of other negative feelings*

I didn't want to fall in love with anyone. I wasn't ready for that. I've been through that once, and afterwards I was a mess.

It broke my heart -- absolutely broke it into a million pieces -- that in all the world, only these people had seen the worthiness of my dad.

We spent all those years talking about stuff we had in common, and the last few months noticing all the ways we were different and it broke both of our hearts.

How can that not leave you bruised somewhere? How can that not turn you into the sort of person liable to break into little bits when your first love goes all wrong? What came first, the music or the misery? Did I listen to music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person?

Most days, for the last dozen or so years, I attributed to Charlie, or at least to our breakup, most things that have gone wrong for me. Like: I wouldn't have packed in college; I wouldn't have gone to work in Record and Tape; I wouldn't have had an unsatisfactory personal life. This is the woman who broke my heart, who ruined my life, this woman is single-handedly responsible for my poverty and directionlessness and failure, the woman I dreamed about regularly for a good five years.

What came first the music or the misery?People worry about kids playing with guns,or watching violent videos,that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about the kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak,rejection,pain,misery and loss.Did i listen to pop music because i was miserable?Or was i miserable because i listened to pop music?

Sometimes Marcus sounded as though he were a hundred years old, and it broke Will's heart.

She had been dumped a couple of years before by a sort of male equivalent to Charlie, a guy called Michael who wanted to be something at the BBC. (He never made it, the wanker, and each day we never saw him on TV or heard him on the radio, something inside us rejoiced.)

We spent all those years talking about the stuff we had in common, and the last few months noticing all the ways we were different, and it broke both of our hearts.

I've spent nearly thirty years listening to people sing about broken hearts, has it helped me any? Has it fuck.

The truth is that she told me she couldn't love me. When she said goodbye, she was saying goodbye forever. And yet. I made myself forget. I don't know why. I keep asking myself. But I did.

Now I know I've got a heart because it is breaking. - Tin Man

It's much easier to get over someone if you can delude yourself into thinking you never really cared that much.

I think I was so entranced with being a couple that I didn't even notice that the person I thought I was a couple with thought he was a couple with someone else.

I fly to New York to see my shrink. I walk into her office and burst into tears. I tell her what my husband has done to me. I tell her my heart is broken. I tell her I'm a total mess and I will never be the same. I can't stop crying. She looks at me and says, "You have to understand something: You were going to leave him eventually.

once you find out he's cheated on you, you have to keep finding out, over and over and over again, until you've degraded yourself so completely that there's nothing left to do but walk out.

I mention all this so that you will understand that is part of the process: once you've found out he's cheated on you, you have to keep finding it out, over and over and over again, until you've degraded yourself so completely that there's nothing left to do but walk out.

Do you think I'd leave you alone when you're twisted up like this? I tell you I love you, and it feels like I broke your heart. No one has ever said that to me. In my life, no one's ever said those words to me. I'm making you a promise right here that you'll hear them from me every day.