Quotes About Heartache

Someday you'll find someone special again. People who've been in love once usually do. It's in their nature.

Love should bring joy, it should grant a person peace, but here and not, it was bringing only pain.

I lost you once, I think I can do it again.

Everything around me makes me miss you.

I watch with breaking heart as you slowly fade away

The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over. Those two elements always go together.

You might not understand, but I gave you the best of me, and after you left, nothing was ever the same.

I came to the conclusion that unrealized hopes, even small ones, were always wrenching.

Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable.

The romantics would call this a love story, the cynics would call it a tragedy.

I find myself wondering why—out of all the people in all the world I could ever have loved—I had to fall in love with someone who was taken away from me.

She'd either be a heartless mother and wife or a spineless enabler, when all she really wanted was the man she'd once believed him to be.

Even when we were standing in the church and I was getting ready to take my vows, I can remember wishing that you were standing there, instead of him. Because I not only still loved you, but loved you beyond measure.

It isn't. The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over. These two elements always go together.

But now, alone in my house, I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless him, and I find myself wondering why--out of all the people in all the world I could have ever loved--I had to fall in love with someone who was taken away from me.

We were in love, but the timing wasn't right. And all the love in the world can't alter timing.

It was one thing to divide the major assets, but how was it possible to divide the heart?

love was the most powerful emotion of all, because it made you vulnerable to the possibility of losing everything that really mattered.

And some time after midnight on that clear October evening, Noah was overcome with longing. And if anyone had seen him, they would have seen what looked like an old man, someone who'd aged a lifetime in just a couple of hours. Someone bent over in his rocker with his face in his hands and tears in his eyes. He didn't know how to stop them.

She had fallen in love with a stranger in the course of a weekend, and she would never fall in love again.

She wished her younger brother, Drake, were here, and she felt the usual ache when she thought of him.

For when it comes, she is gone, and sometimes I wonder whether she and I will ever love again.

As the warm air blew in the car, simple snapshots of the life they'd lived together surfaced in his mind; but as always, those images led inexorably to their final day together.

For years I have been mourning and not for my dead, it is for this boy for whatever corner in my heart died when his childhood slid out of my arms.