Quotes About Heartache

So many more cycles of elation of the first kiss, and devastation when it's over.

Whether the emotion is true or truly wished for, anytime anything resembling love comes my way, it makes a fool of me. It

Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

I have lived long enough, having seen one thing, that love hath an end.

To have known love, how bitter a thing it is.

O all fair lovers about the world, There is none of you, none, that shall comfort me. My thoughts are as dead things, wrecked and whirled Round and round in a gulf of the sea; And still, through the sound and the straining stream, Through the coil and chafe, they gleam in a dream, The bright fine lips so cruelly curled, And strange swift eyes where the soul sits free.

The thing is, Iphis and Ianthe had actually, for real, very really, fallen in love. Did their hearts hurt? I said. Did they think they were underwater all the time? Did they feel scoured by light? Did they wander about not knowing what to do with themselves?

Being in love is not cool!

Unrequited love is so boring. Weeping under a blue-black sky is for suckers or maniacs.

Some things, when they change, never do return to the way they once were. Butterflies for instance, and women who've been in love with the wrong man too often.

Here is the riddle of love: Everything it gives to you, it takes away.

This was, I thought, the language of shy men, men too much alone with their reading and their ideas - politics, war, distant countries, tyrants. Men who would bury their heads in such stuff just to avert their eyes from a woman's simple heartache.

Hurts so—That's just loss. This hole within—

Dear Lord, can you take it away... This pain in my heart that follows me day by day, and at night it stalks me like the shadows on my wall.

Claire kreunde zacht in zichzelf en wiegde heen en weer. Na al die jaren was ze eindelijk iemand tegengekomen van wie ze werkelijk hield, die ze met heel haar hart wilde. En hij was al eeuwen dood.

Elednor,' he said, 'Elednor, why have you betrayed me? Come back to me. Come back to were you belong. I alone need you...

To love is never wrong. It may be disastrous; it may never be possible; it may be the deepest agony. But it is never wrong.

He gave her his half-smile and the sad curve of it pierced her heart.

I had never loved with such devotion. From what I had seen, it brought only suffering.

Your heart literally hurts when it's breaking. You can feel it, every beat another ache, and nothing you can do will stop it, either from beating or breaking.

There's a pain deeper than death...

Even her heart lied to her...

Saying good-bye when you know it's for the last time is like no other sadness you will ever experience.

The great thing about unrequited love is it's the only kind that lasts.