Quotes About Heartache

The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.

You say that love is nonsense....I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.

Love and stoplights can be cruel.

Hell's afloat in lover's tears.

She's gone. I am abused, and my relief must be to loathe her

She heard with patience all unto the end, And strove to maister sorrowful assay, Which greater grew, the more she did contend; And almost rent her tender hart in tway And love fresh coles unto her fire did lay: For greater love, the greater is the losse...

I've got your picture that you gave to me and it's signed with love just like it used to be the only thing different, the only thing new I've got your picture and he's got you.

Break my face, my back, my arms, my neck. But please don't break my heart.

What we learned here is love tastes bitter when its gone.

It's a heartache Nothing but a heartache Hits you when it's too late Hits you when you're down

Hell, madam, is to love no longer

My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore, but after one such love can love no more.

I was onstage and I was shocked; it hurt so badly. I thought: Why am I doing this? Why do I sing about needing to get better so she'll come back? That's a real problem I have. I don't need to get better - I need to find someone who likes me the way I am, someone who finds Chris desirable.

I can't carry this in my heart ... for it's tearing me apart

The ones that you love the most are usually the ones that hurt you the most.

Falling in love is so hard on the knees.

Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy for friendship's sake.

To love is to risk not to be loved in return

We're always looking at this love through the eyes of the person who is suffering because of this love.

Love is like a faucet, you can turn it off an' on, But when you think you've got it, it's done turned off and gone

How easy love makes fools of us.

Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed.

Love is a many splintered thing.

There is a woman who spent her life loving that evil creature: she died. I'm sure she's a saint in heaven right now. You are going to kill me the way he killed that woman.That is what's in store for all of us who have unselfish hearts.