Quotes About Heartache

hearts wrung with anguish, the anguish of having children, a vulnerability as astonishing as the capacity for love that parenthood brings.

It's painful to be the one not chosen," she murmured to Father Ryan, watching the younger pair. "Even when you acknowledge, deep down, that the choice was the right one, it hurts to think that the one you love prefers someone else.

anguished grieving. To Elizabeth Mrs. Lincoln

I have simply forgotten how to be loved. Laura

There are heartaches in life, painful things that happen and disappointments that steal away dreams.

stillborn love notes provide small satisfaction

We like, we cherish, we are very, very fond of—but we never love again.

Someone who has come through heartache and maintains wit and charm is far more interesting than someone who has been kept on a pedestal all her life.

Maybe all love is hopeless.

So stay. It seems to take forever for him to answer, and his hands are still playing with my hair, his lips still darting against mine every few seconds. I can't He steps back and takes my hand to move me out of the way of the door. I'd give anything to stay, but I can't. You're stunning, Blythe. He gives me an almost-sad smile. But I just can't stay. It's too much.

You are the great love of my life that I'm never going to have.

She read the two words that were so simple and so yet moving. Miss you.

It's been too many nights of being with to now be suddenly without.

And to be wroth with one we love…Doth work like madness in the brain.

She put a wedge beside my heart And then she brought the mallet down She sang no song to guide her work I lost my heart without a sound

The Joy of one SUCCESS can overcome the Heartaches of twenty Failures.

You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don't hear melody from a soundless chime

Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confide in, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why.

Life is short but heartache is shorter

The flame of love is now just a cold loneliness.

It takes a minute to like someone, an hour to love someone, but a lifetime to forget someone

I thought I'd forget you, but I guess I forgot to.

She was poor, but she was honest, Victim of the squire's whim: First he loved her, then he left her, And she lost her honest name.

His calm and gentle tone was like an anchor in a ferocious sea, keeping me from drifting into a current of heartache.