Quotes About Heartache

Loneliness is not being alone, It's loving others to no avail.

Some things are of that nature as to make One's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache.

When she was taken from me it was like the death of a world, an infinite number of futures coming to an end.

It bore an expression he'd seen before: love poisoned by disappointment.

He had, in truth, been losing her for a very long time.

Those whom you care about—lovers, children—will fall by the wayside, and your love will not be enough to save them.

A little fragment of his heart came loose and was lost to him each time he had to say goodbye to her.

Stay, O sweet, and do not rise; The light that shines comes from thine eyes; The day breaks not, it is my heart, Because that you and I must part.

But love's a malady without a cure.

She knows what it's like to love someone who cannot love you back. Someone who needs you, holds you, yes, but someone who will never know that love is the knife in your heart.

My heart is empty & my life has no value anymore. Each moment a thousand tears.

No day in all my life had ever been as cruel as this one.

All my life I've always been so blue, born to lose, and now I'm losing you.

Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang of losing them.

Have you ever been torn between two impossibilities and knew in your heart that no matter which way you went or which path you chose that you were doomed to unhappiness?

He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze. I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder, And went with half my life about my ways.

I have such a lovely life and I just never imagined that I would miscarry a baby.

Everybody that went away suffered a broken heart. "I'm coming back some day," they all wrote. But never did. The old life was too small to fit anymore.

I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life.

Lovesick, bitter and hardened heart. Aching, waiting for life to start

There was no quick grief for Andrew because he had been so slowly lost. First from my heart, then from my mind, and only finally from my life.

What kind of life am i supposed to have without you?You were the one good thing,the only good thing i ever found.

When Ungaretti lost his nine-year-old boy He understood that death is death In an extremely brutal way It was the most terrible event of my life I know what death means I knew it even before But when the best part of me was ripped away I experienced death in myself From that moment on It would strike me as shameless To talk about it That pain will never stop tormenting me

Love is Free, Its the Pain in the end, you pay for.