Quotes About Heartache

Then what is there for you? What is there for you if he does not love you?" Nothing.

The whole thing was like a divorce. When we divided everything up, Courtney got my dignity, and I got the heartache.

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal; love leaves a memory no one can steal.

Without remorse, you calmly thrust your knife Into each heart that shared its love with you.

Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.

No, fly me, fly me, far as pole from pole; Rise Alps between us! and whole oceans roll! Ah, come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas, all adieu!

I have outlasted all desire, My dreams and I have grown apart; My grief alone is left entire, The gleamings of an empty heart. The storms of ruthless dispensation Have struck my flowery garland numb, I live in lonely desolation And wonder when my end will come. Thus on a naked tree-limb, blasted By tardy winter's whistling chill, A single leaf which has outlasted Its season will be trembling still.

But, you know, everytime your heart is broken, it gets stronger.

If only" could break your heart.

Gone — flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.

Do Not Trifle with Love.

Qui aima jamais porte une cicatrice.

Dépouille devant tous l'orgueil qui te dévore, Cœur gonflé d'amertume et qui t'es cru fermé. Aime, et tu renaîtras ; fais-toi fleur, pour éclore ; Après avoir souffert, il faut souffrir encore ; Il faut aimer sans cesse, après avoir aimé.

Le ciel m'en est témoin, dès le premier moment, Je compris que l'aimer était peine inutile ; Et cependant mon coeur prit un amer plaisir À sentir qu'il aimait et qu'il allait souffrir !

My heart aches watching Donald Trump... pouring his heart out... How can anyone doubt his sincerity?

I always think the most romantic books or films are the ones where the romance doesn't happen, because it makes your heart ache so much watching it.

It's always a pity to lose or draw at the end of the game; it's always painful.

I always think 'Pity the Child' is a goodie. And I've always liked a song called 'Heaven Help My Heart,' which is quite a corny number.

All Pixar movies are heartbreaking, aren't they?

There's a lot of disappointment when you lose a playoff game.

At the end of the day, I've played six years, haven't made the playoffs yet, that burns me and hurts my heart, so I really want to be playing.

Please your eye and plague your heart.

I've been on the end of losing a fight, and there's a piece of my heart that has compassion towards that because I know how it feels.

A husband is what's left of a sweetheart after the nerve has been killed.