Quotes About Heartache

Nay, tempt me not to love again: There was a time when love was sweet; Dear Nea! had I known thee then, Our souls had not been slow to meet! But oh! this weary heart hath run So many a time the rounds of pain, Not even for thee, thou lovely one! Would I endure such pangs again.

Loss. A known absence. If you didn't know it, it would be nothing, which it is, of course, a nothing of another kind, as acutely felt as a blister, but a tumult, too, in the region of the heart and lungs, an emptiness with a name: You

Nothing turns to hate so bitter as what once was love.

First love is first love, first marriage is first marriage, disappointment is disappointment.

Every second you spend with the wrong person, is a second wasted in the search for true love.

Unrequited love's a bore.

If love be good, from whence cometh my woe?

Of all the uses of adversity which are sweet, none are sweeter than those which grow out of disappointed love.

Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then.

I guess my strongest recurring theme is honoring love, even when it's lost.

And the story of love is a long sad tale ending in graves.

I'm as cruel as life. As cruel as love.

Falling in love is painful on the knees.

If you love someone, they leave you. But if you don't love someone, they leave you, too. So your choice isn't between loving and losing but only between loving and not loving.

I'm not supposed to miss you, I'm not supposed to care

Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it

His mind scolded him for his stupidity and urged him to forget her but his heart had no justifications for its stand. It remained unmoved, its solidarity unaffected, its arrogance still holding.

The loss of love is the loss of all rights, even though one had them all.

Of love that never found his earthly close, What sequel? Streaming eyes and breaking hearts; Or all the same as if he had not been?

Love is more cruel than lust.

You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

Goodbye -- Because I love you.

I don't love you, Lena. Do you hear me? I never love you.

If you love the wrong people it's still love, isn't it, no matter what kind of love.