Quotes About Heartache

Every thought that was devoted to it was an extreme anguish, and every word that I spoke in allusion to it caused my lips to quiver, and my heart to palpitate.

Perhaps during former years he had suffered from the late-discovered unworthiness of one beloved, and so was disposed to set a greater value on tried worth.

a thousand fanged thoughts stung me to the heart.

My heart, have you no wisdom thus to despair? My love, my love, my love, why have you left me alone? My love, my love, my love, if only you could have known.

Still the most intense pleasure's but a splinter of ice on the gallons of lava that gush from my cracked heart.

i miss you so much it's giving me a pain in my pancreas.

Con tu amante? -preguntó ella, sonrriendo. Vio un destello de dolor en sus ojos y lamentó desesperadamente haberlo dicho. -Con... una mujer -contestó

Nobody ever tells you the truth about loss. You don't only lose someone you love, you lose a part of yourself as well. Your heart. Your humanity.

Children can be your heartache. But that doesn't matter, you have to go on and have them . . . it works out.

My heart had grown older, with more in it to break.

shambles in her sternum.

my heart felt like a soft, damaged place in my chest, like a bruise on a peach.

Well, that's how thick I am, I never knew how to want what everyone wants. I only thought to look for a home, some place to be taken in. Handing over a crumpled heart, seeing it dropped in the wastepaper basket every time. Here, though. Americans sent love letters in return.

This marriage has failed to warm her.

She was sitting at a table in a cafe and he had just left. What she has understood, with absolute certainty, was that to live without him would be, forever, her fundamental occupation and that from that moment on things would always have a shadow for her, an extra shadow, even in the dark, and maybe especially in the dark. She wondered if that might work as an explanation of what it means to be mad about someone.

Hearts are tough. Most times they don't break. Most times they only bend.

The sweetest joy, the wildest woe is love.

I have been in love already, but I don't think I have ever really loved somebody. Love is a very rare and beautiful thing, but it can also be bitter if the other one doesn't love you back.

There is nothing so mortifying as to fall in love with someone who does not share one's sentiments.

Girl trouble, for me, is when you fall in love.

Never love with all your heart, It only ends in aching.

You play along, because you want to die for love, you always have.

Was there ever a trap to match the trap of love?

To not be able to love the one you love is to have your life wrenched away.