Quotes About Heartache

Sad znam da neki ljudi proživljavaju nesre?u onako kao što drugi proživljavaju ljubav: samotno, žestoko i bez zale?a.

Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.

You're afraid, Nana, she might have said. You're afraid that I might find the happiness you never had. And you don't want me to be happy. You don't want a good life for me. You're the one with the wretched heart.

She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.

that love was a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

Love was a damaging mistake and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

bleak territory of the heart.

Falling in love was the easiest thing in the world to do. Why was it always so hard for me to survive it?

My impulse to pull away vanished. As I stood there, my shoulders became damp. I searched his expression, too jaded to believe in white knights. Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices. And I just couldn't do it right now. It hurt too much when it fell apart. Don't make me promises, I whispered, and the earnest glow in his eyes tarnished.

It pulled emotion from me I wasn't aware I could feel. A deep painful regret. Unrequited need.

Happy endings were never handed out. You had to fight for them, earn them with bruised hearts and sacrifices. And I just couldn't do it right now. It hurt too much when it fell apart.

it was the hunger from seeing someone who has what you want but knowing that if you get it, it will break your heart, your life, and your soul.

Io ridevo, ridevo e mi battevo sulle ginocchia, ridevo come un invasato. E non un suono mi usciva dalla gola, la mia risata era tisica e silenziosa, mi sgorgava dal cuore come un pianto.

My heart doesn't fucking work right without you.

You're under my skin, Mirceo. When we parted, you took my heart with you. Go easy with it, okay?" "I'll protect it forever, just as you'll protect mine." "You

Doona bring me back to life only to destroy me once more.

Doona bring me back to life only to destroy me once more." The

God, peekôn. Noble, for the record, cuts like a blade to the heart....

Wroth fell to his knees, head bowed as a guttural sound of pain erupted from his chest. At the first opportunity, he'd offered her torture, only to follow it by stealing her freedom from her. And then… A heart for a heart. She'd made his beat. Had he broken hers? He'd lost her. And he'd deserved to.

I miss you. You don't know how much I miss you. You don't know how my heart sinks inside me when I think how far away you are. But then, maybe you know that feeling. I hope you do. No, I wouldn't wish that on you. But then, yes I would . . .. Forgive me for missing you that much.

The thing is done; it can't be undone. How can one go back and change a moment passed? Even a moment that should never have come. I fear with the deed I have lost not only my virtue but my life as well. For of all life's betrayers, the heart is the worst. It flutters with joyful anticipation, leading down paths better untrod. Now that I know my heart, I must never follow it again.

Some stories don't have happy endings. Even love stories. Maybe especially love stories.

Cara dama, por que reprova Este aqui, pobre palhaço? Uma moça assim, tão nova, De coraçãozinho de aço

The bitterest kind of heartache—the ache that burns and gnaws and cannot wash itself away in ready tears.