Quotes About Heartache

From my experience, not one in twenty marries the first love; we build statues of snow and weep to see them melt.

When you see someone you love with somebody else, your heart kind of falls to the ground.

It's so ironic that life is all about love, yet we live most of it either searching, never finding, or messing it up.

Don't do it. Don't love me.

Do you believe in life after love?

For you girl, there is not enough love in the world.

He did not fail in love, but he lost the joy of it [...]

One of these days, you're going to fall in love with some guy, and you're not going to know what to do with yourself.

Heartache forces us to embrace God out of desparate, urgent need. God is never closer than when your heart is aching.

uno sufre porque ama, no por estar casado.

They were mistaken if they thought he did not kill her because he loved her too much. At that moment Nacib did not love her. He did not hate her either. He beat her mechanically, as if to relax his nerves from the tension of suffering. He was empty like a vase without a flower. He felt a pain in his heart as if someone were slowly pushing a dagger into it. He felt neither hate nor love. Just pain" (366).

Dicen que murió de frío. Yo sé que murió de amor.

För att ta livet av en människa behöver man ju inte sikta med Buck Jones revolver och göra pangpang med den. Det var inte så jag menade. Utan man kan också döda en människa i sitt hjärta. Man gör så att man slutar att tycka om den människan. Och en vacker dag är den människan död.

Ahora ya sabía lo que era el dolor. Dolor no de recibir golpes hasta desmayarse. No de cortarse el pie con un pedazo de vidrio y recibir puntos en la farmacia. Dolor era eso que llenaba todo el corazón, con lo que la gente tenía que morirse, sin poder contarle a nadie el secreto. Dolor era lo que me daba esa debilidad en los brazos, en la cabeza, hasta en el deseo de dar vuelta la cabeza en la almohada.

Ông có th? gi?t má»™t ng??i nào Ä'ó trong trái tim ông. Không yêu ng??i Ä'ó n?a. Và th? là má»™t ngày nào Ä'ó ng??i Ä'ó s? ch?t

You can kill someone in your heart. Stop loving them. And one day they die.

Matar não quer dizer a gente pegar o revólver de Buck Jones e fazer Bum! Não é isso. A gente mata no coração. Vai deixando de querer bem. E um dia a pessoa morreu.

Evet, yapaca??m bunu. BaÅŸlad?m bile. Öldürmek, Buck Jones'un tabancas?n? al?p güm diye patlatmak deÄŸil! Hay?r. Onu yüreÄŸimde öldüreceÄŸim, art?k sevmeyerek... Ve bir gün büsbütün ölecek.

Tal vez no te vuelva a ver prenda de mi corazón! Dios te dé su proteción, ya que no me la dio a mí. Y a mis hijos dende aquí les echo mi bendición.

huyamos pronto de ese hombre, tras de cuyo solo nombre se me escapa el corazón.

o arráncame el corazón, o ámame, porque te adoro.

Sollocé inconsolablemente por lo que se me moría, antes de vivirlo. Sin saberlo, creyendo que lloraba por mí, en realidad lloraba por los dos más agrios dolores del hombre: el amor y el adiós.

I watched the tears run down her cheeks and start to drip from the end of her chin. One part of me wanted to put my arms round her but I daren't. Do that and I'd never be able to let her go.

Essa é uma das piores coisas que descobri sobre as emoções humanas e como elas podem ser muito traiçoeiras — o fato de que é possível odiar um lugar de todo coração e com toda a alma e ainda sentir saudade. Sem falar que é possível odiar uma pessoa de todo o coração e com toda a alma e ainda suspirar por ela.