Quotes About Heartache

Do you know," he said again, softly, addressing his hands, "what it is to love someone, and never—never!—be able to give them peace, or joy, or happiness?" He looked up then, eyes filled with pain. "To know that you cannot give them happiness, not through any fault of yours or theirs, but only because you were not born the right person for them?

sorrow and despair. All too many

But her father was gone, replaced by a violent stranger; a man who had her face, but could not understand her heart, a man who had taken both family and home from her, and not satisfied with that, had taken love and safety too, leaving her bereft in this strange, harsh land

Do you know, what it is to love someone, and never be able to give them peace, or joy, or happiness? To know that you cannot give them happiness, not through any fault of yours or theirs, but only because you were not born the right person for them?

I knew too well that deadness of heart; the sense of sleepwalking through days and lying open-eyed at night, finding no rest, knowing only emptiness that was not peace.

You can't go through a divorce and then get back together.

It's a very sad thing to do, to divorce.

What's worse than getting divorced?

I'm very emotional: to lose love is the same as dying.

I met my share of boys but the end result was always the same - they weren't the right kind of men for me.

When the heart sinks, people fall.

The way my heart hurt with hope for them as I watched them struggle with every step forward.

I often think about her. One thing she said stayed with me, a dagger in my heart: "You know for me the most horrible thing of all is knowing that he will forget me." I lacked the presence of mind to tell her that it was impossible; she was simply unforgettable.

Being around her (Holly) was dangerous. The spark between them was potent. It wouldn't take much for it ignite--and that would only lead to heartache for both of them.

Being around her (Holly) was dangerous. The spark between them was potent. It wouldn't take much to ignite--and that would only lead to heartache for both of them. It was safer to keep his distance.

From my window I watched the full moon—a moon that reminded me of Brett—become shadowed, little by little until there was only a deep blackness in the woods at night. I would sit there wakeful, hour after hour, and wonder if this aching around my heart, this sense of being alone, forlorn and unwanted in a world where there was gayety and love for others of my age, was going to continue for all of my days.

Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.

I lost the sunshine and roses, I lost the heavens so blue, I lost the beautiful rainbow, I lost the morning dew. I lost the angel who gave me Summer the whole winter through, I lost the gladness that turned into sadness When I lost you.

There's no love without pain.

Dhe nuk ka asgjë më të tmerrshme se ëndrrat e thyera. Ato i gjejmë përgjatë gjithë rrugës, duke na gjakosur jo këmbët me të cilat i shkelim, por zemrën me të cilën i deshëm.

You are born with the yearning arrow, my Glynna, though you are not yet fully aware of it. It is not a happy thing to possess, for nothing on earth - no goal, no person how ever beloved - will answer it. It points to the sky and to the heavens and the stars and when it cannot reach them, it must fall back to pierce your heart.

Little children, headache; big children, heartache.

Love entered in my heart one day A sad, unwelcome guest. But when it begged that it might stay I let it stay and rest It broke my nights with sorrowing It filled my heart with fears And, when my soul was prone to sing, It filled my eyes with tears. But...now that it has gone its way, I miss the dear ole pain. And, sometimes, in the night I pray That Love might come again.

your daughter went missing. She