Quotes About Heartache

Even though we both know that our loved one will never so much as look our way we can't erase that small something within us that continues to hope in vain.

Show me...Show me what I've forgotten...Show me what was so important...that it tore my heart in two?!

Most days I wish I never met you. Because then I could sleep at night. I wouldn't have to walk around with the knowledge that someone like you was out there. And I wouldn't have to watch you throw it all away.

I have been in love only once in my life. I suppose that makes me a romantic, in a sense. The idea that you have one true love, that no one else will compare after they have gone. It's a sweet idea, but the reality is terror itself. To be faced with all those lonely years after. To exist when the point of you has gone.

Grief is terror, in its most undiluted form.

But, as C.S. Lewis once put it, 'The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say "My tooth is aching" than to say "My heart is broken".

the thing that had left her vulnerable, really, was the absence of love.

I have only been in love once in my life. I suppose that makes me a romantic, in a sense. The idea that you have one true love, that no one else will compare after they have gone. It's a sweet idea, but the reality is terror itself. To be faced with all those lonely years after. To exist when the point of you has gone.

as C. S. Lewis once put it, "The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say 'My tooth is aching' than to say 'My heart is broken.

and by a sleep to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to . . . —WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Hamlet

Right when you find yourself not thinking about her at all, there she'll be, right at the end of the story to fuck with your head one last time." She

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

It is sad to love and be unloved, but sadder still to be unable to love.

One day you're breaking hearts, and then you blink and it's decades gone and your heart attacks you.

If it doesn't make callouses on a girl's hands it will make them on her heart. I've been waiting all my life for a chance, and the chance has never come." Something flared in her.

First love is first love, first marriage is first marriage, disappointment is disappointment.

She reaches out her hand, plucks the boy's beating heart, and, weeping, eats it.

Unrequited love is all right in books and things, but in real life, it completely sucks

Looking at the shell of a young life, she always felt a stab in the heart. And in this job, grief didn't lurk—it swarmed. She now tried to dodge the creeping pain and analyze the scene with fresh eyes.

Stavo morendo per la perdita e l'abbandono, sempre di più ogni giorno che passava.

She knew what it was like to miss someone, for she missed Cory so continually and pressingly that the feeling was like its own shattering bass vibrating through her, and he was only 110 miles away at Princeton, not across the world.

Love is when you feel, like, oh, oh, my heart hurts...Or like when you see a dog and you feel like you have to touch its head.

What are you asking me exactly?' Gudrun said. 'Why do I think the problems between the men and women of the world are the way they are today? You want to know whether the problems that you teenagers feel- will they follow you the rest of your lives? Will your hearts always be aching? Is that what you are asking me?' Goodman shifted in discomfort. 'Something like that,' he said. 'Yes,' said the counselor in a suddenly plangent voice. 'Always they will be acing.

Will your hearts always be aching? Is that what you are asking me?" Goodman shifted in discomfort. "Something like that," he said. "Yes," said the counselor in a suddenly plangent voice. "Always they will be aching. I wish I could tell you something else, but I wouldn't be telling the truth. My wise and gentle friends, this is the way it will be from now on." No one could say anything. "We are so, so fucked," Jules finally said,