Quotes About Heartache

He loved. He could lose.

The thing about letting yourself fall in love with a jackass was—you might be in love, but he was still a jackass.

You want the truth? I love you so fucking much it kills me to know that I can't have you, that I can't give you the life you want, that I can't do anything except make you miserable.

We've all loved someone way too freakin' much.

feelings of hurt and betrayal and utter loss poured through me like batter hitting a hot skillet.

Optimism is a sliver of glass in your heart.

This is an indisputable fact: there are many, many people around here who love things that will never love them back.

How could you leave me when I needed to possess you? I hated you, I loved you too

Goodbye -- Because I love you.

It is a bad thing to have love and nowhere to put it.

Edward knew what it was like to say over and over again the names of those you had left behind. He knew what it was like to miss someone. And so he listened. And in his listening, his heart opened wide and then wider still. (page 103)

Lost love is still love, isn't it.

One cannot always marry the person one loves...

About the same as if someone had just backed over me with their SUV. Honestly, it was this god-awful mix of unrequited love and raw humiliation over the fact that he hadn't called me. If they could only harvest that feeling, it would make a perfect weapon of mass destruction.

What is madness...to go on platonically loving a woman who will never love you.

No tiene más de cuarenta años, y las arrugas le hacen una reja de prisionero, y la prisión es verdadera y corresponde a la fatiga y al desengaño que por fin le han atrapado. Las arrugas lo trabajan de dentro afuera, al revés de los demás hombres maduros. A todos les estropea la edad y a éste el corazón, su enemigo, el clavo de adentro que no se puede despuntar.

In vain you beg, in vain you ache, in vain you've opened your wrecked heart wide. Perhaps in heaven the rainclouds quake because we both have cried?

As many have discovered, it is entirely possible (although not particularly desirable) to love two people with all your heart. It is entirely possible to long for two lives, to feel that one life can't come close to containing it all.

His heart is too full, and no words to release it.

That Woman is in love with her own grief.

How do I go on when the person I love most in the world is in love with someone else? Someone tell me the solution, he thought, so I don't have to play this losing game all the way through.

Oh yes, it's very tragic. Why does everyone always like love stories? What about absence-of-love stories? Aren't they much more common?

How do I go on when the person I love most in the world is in love with someone else? Someone tell me the solution, he thought, so I don't have to play this losing game all the way through.

What if I had told the boy I loved to leave and it ended up being for nothing?