Quotes About Heartache

No. I had enough of babies growing up." "Never mind. Kids are just a needle in your heart.

She could hear in the darkness of her car how his breathing was quicker now; and her own was, too. She wanted to say their hears were too old for this now; you can't keep doing this to a heart, can't keep expecting your heart to pull through.

Her grandmother said, "Don't come back. Don't get married. Don't have children. All those things will bring you heartache

It hurt my heart with a heaviness as though a damp and dirty dishcloth lay across it.

Do I understand that hurt my children feel? I think I do, though they might claim otherwise. But I think I know so well the pain we children clutch to our chests, how it lasts our whole lifetime, with longings so large you can't even weep. We hold it tight, we do, with each seizure of the beating heart: This is mine, this is mine, this is mine.

At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.

At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

I have not moved from there to here without I think to please you, and still an everlasting funeral marches round your heart.

I may think of you softly from time to time. But I'll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.

an everlasting funeral marches round your heart.

When they will have shot their wads, Oh, stolen heart, how will you react? There'll be a Bacchic accolade When they will have shot their wads! My stomach will surely contract If my sad heart they degrade! When they will have shot their wads, Oh, stolen heart, how will you react?

It's like an icicle in my heart

And I would have, now love is over,An end to all, an end:I cannot, having been your lover,Stoop to become your friend!

El hueco prematuro que una pérdida intuida y posible, tal vez probable, deja de antemano en el vientre y el corazón.

I've spent most of my life walking under that hovering cloud, jealousy, whose acid raindrops blurred my vision and burned holes in my heart.

I suffered, I really suffered, with all three of my husbands. And I tried damn hard with all three, starting each marriage certain that it was going to last until the end of my life. Yet none of them lasted more than a year or two.

How do I live without the ones I love? Time still turns the pages of the book its burned. Place and time always on my mind. I have so much to say but your so far away.

Love hurts whether its right ow wrong

Charles had not lived. So lately dead that the pain was still the pain of separation and not of total absence, his memory lay against her heart.

This woman would be the death of him.... He told himself he wouldn't be stupid enough to let her steal his heart.

What about your Your 10,000 promises? That you gave to me (to me, babe) Your 10,000 promises That you promised me You say I'll take you back But I close the door 'Cause I don't want 10,000 more

I'd rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.

Hugh Grant has that magic in real life, so when he's saying these lines, 'It's always been you,' it's just devastating.