Quotes About Heartache

I am aware of the depths of heartache I'm experiencing but also how foolish it is to think that the things we have are permanent. They're not.

Biasa: harta dengan kejamnya telah memisahkan ibu dari anak.

Trapassa anche le sponde del fato un grande amore.

Absence is the enemy of love

tant elle souffrait en revenant. Et elle pleurait des jours entiers de chagrin, de désespoir et de détresse.

destiny, n. I know this word so close to my heart that it hurts.

I am sorry,' he whispers. 'I am sorry I treated you so ill. I thought only to protect Duval.' 'It was not I who was poisoning him,' I say. 'No, but you had stolen his heart and I was afraid you would rip it from his chest when you left.

I opened myself to you only to be skinned alive. The more vulnerable I became, the faster and more deft your knife. Knowing what was happening, still I stayed and let you carve more. That's how much I loved you. That's how much.

To try to keep Bimala as a garland round my neck, would have meant keeping a weight hanging over my heart. Have I not been praying with all my strength, that if happiness may not be mine, let it go; if grief needs must be my lot, let it come; but let me knot be kept in bondage. To clutch hold of that which is untrue as though it were true, is only to throttle oneself. May I be saved from such self-destruction.

The absence of human company and affection seemed to choke his heart.

Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange smell in the south wind. That vague fragrance made my heart ache with longing, and it seemed to me that it was the eager breath of the summer seeking for its completion. — Rabindranath Tagore, from "iii," Poetry (December 1912)

Once Agnes had been in love and since then she had been in pain.

Stay away from me so I don't feel anything for you anymore.

One of the most difficult things he'd ever done was turn away and leave her standing in the shadows.

I gave you so much of myself," I say, "and you wasted me.

I was slapped down to the ground when my son Wade died in 1996, in April of 1996.

So in the dark we hide the heart that bleeds, And wait, and tend our agonizing seeds.

Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.

My dad always said I was hard-headed, that it would take something like that to wake me up spiritually, and I guess it did. My heart had gotten so beat up that I didn't have anything left to give.

I was blinded by being a romantic person.

You could play the blues like it was a lonesome thing - it was a feeling.

I had actual relationships - I got shamed for getting another boyfriend, and I was just trying to find love.

I am racking my brains to find out why he left without saying goodby to me.

It's sad when people break up.