Quotes About Heartache

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much.

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much." Beth

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much.

Happiness was useless to me. It was heartache that filled my purse. What happy man has need of Shakespeare?

For I have seen it and I have felt it and it is love, not death, that undoes us.

As she worked, she worried about empty wagons and empty bellies. She needn't have, though. The stomach is easily satisfied. It's the hunger in our hearts that kills us.

A girl who understood that a queen's heart was made to break. Over and over again. And Sophie knew that hers would, too. When crops failed and people starved. When plague descended. When war swept its red cloak over the land.

There is only one thing I fear now - love. For I have seen it and I have felt it and I know that it is love, not death, that undoes us.

And you told me the biggest lie of all. You told me you loved me," It was my turn to wince like he'd slapped me. "I don't remember saying that" "You would if it had been true. You would feel something

That's stupid. I said no because you don't love me. - John

He managed to find his way into my heart again and sabotage it from the inside.

This was about to go very bad, because Adam was going to cry. "I miss you," he said, and his voice broke.

I'll admit,I may have carried a torch for him all these years.He just blew it out.

My heart aches for her. I am, myself, no stranger to this waiting, the charged and terrible uncertainty that follows the surrender to passion—this dangling in limbo, waiting, waiting for a man to call.

She lay awake and thought of her mother, gone forever. There was no one else she wanted to tell.

She loved him. It hurt to love him, and she loved him anyway.He left her, and she loved him anyway.

I moved on from Emily," he said. "Gray didn't. And I know in my soul that if he had, he could have loved you. He would have.

Suddenly I'm having one of those moments that you have after losing someone—when you feel as if you've been kicked in the stomach and all your breath is gone, and you might never get it back. I want to sit down on the dirty, littered ground right now and cry until I can't cry anymore.

Loss does that, hits you out of the blue. You can be in the car or in class or at the movies, laughing and having a good time, and suddenly it's as if someone has reached directly into the wound and squeezed with all their might.

I wish my heart wouldn't beat so fast.

Be careful with that heart of yours

Nothing could be more heart rending than this mute and motionless dispair

I know nothing sadder than a hunchback in love or an ugly woman full of romantic ideals.

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