Heartache Quotes
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.
I think there were times when I was so afraid of losing you that I forgot I even had you at all.
We give it up and just look directly with compassion and humor at who we are. Then loneliness is no threat and heartache, no punishment.
Our desires always disappoint us; for though we meet with something that gives us satisfaction, yet it never thoroughly answers our expectation.
Doctoring her seemed to her as absurd as putting together the pieces of a broken vase. Her heart was broken. Why would they try to cure her with pills and powders?
Umpire's heaven is a place where he works third base every game. Home is where the heartache is.
Belief transcends ritual, structure and societal expectation. It is an enlivening, intensely personal core to our being. Our way of being.
Heartache is very fertile ground for song-making but so is happiness, so is absolute bliss.
Young alienation, disappointment and heartache is all a part of the first real growing up that we do.
Every human being on this planet has their pain and their heartache and it's up to all of us to find our way back to the light.
Hope is a decision we make, a choice to believe that God can take the adversity, the disappointment, the heartache, and the pain of our journeys and use these to accomplish his purposes.
From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
God knows what we are going through when we grieve, and He wants to assure us of His love and concern. He also wants us to turn to Him and bring our heartaches and burdens to Him.
I forgot that love existed, troubled in my mind. Heartache after heartache, worried all the time. I forgot that love existed Then I saw the light Everyone around me make everything alright.
All comics want to be musicians. There's a part of me that wants to be a serious musician. I love songs about heartache and heartbreak.
Great love endures time, heartache, and distance. And even when all seems lost, true love lives on.
When you love someone very much, you'd have to go through every tear, every heartache, every pain. Cause in the end, it's not how much you suffered but how you loved.
I wished that I...had no savvy at all. No savvy to cause me heartache. No savvy to make me hope, and then leave me useless.
... how terrible is the pain of the mind and heart when the freedom of mankind is suppressed!
He is no longer mine to lose, but the grief is there, a gnawing sense of disbelief.
The vast majority of our troubles and heartaches would simply vanish from view if only we could remember - before we act - that we are made victims mostly by our own tendencies.
For strength to bear is found in duty alone, and he is blest indeed who learns to make the joy of others cure his own heartache.
That's the funny thing about old hurts- they just wait for new heartache to come along and then show up, just as sharp and horrible as the first day you woke up with the world changed all around you.
Sleeping on it didn't make accepting it any easier. It seemed like a really bad dream.
Experience has taught me that what you love, you should love all the harder because someday it will be gone.
Every failure, every adversity, every heartache may be a blessing in disguise providing it softens the animal portion of our nature.
The last girl I went out with blew me off. Now I call her with lame excuses to see her, "Hey, did I leave a penny over there?"
I didn't fill it up with movies every time because I was trying to just film one damn movie, but that's the heartache of independent films.
My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon.
There isn't heartache if there hasn't been joy. I wouldn't feel loss if there hadn't been love.
Whatever a man might do, whatever misery or heartache your children might give you - and they give you a lot - however much your parents irritate you - it doesn't matter because you love them.
I answer the heroic question, 'Death, where is thy sting?' with 'It is in my heart and mind and memories.
I've never been in love. I will die without knowing what it feels like to need to see one person's face when you go to sleep at night, to crave seeing it when you wake up. I wish I knew.
I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.
Only after a person has their heart broken does the world appear as it truly is.
What plagues people is not those who don't love them, but those who do.
He hugged her tight, mixing their tears to be bottled and fermented, so they could be drunk on each other when this was all over.
Only yesterday a young woman came to me wanting a trap set for a man with a sweet smile and lithe arms. She was a fool, not for wanting him, but for wanting more of him than that.
She didn't want to be reminded of her past or how different her present was from the future she'd taken for granted.
That's what it felt like - that if I let a little of the hurt out, it would keep pouring out until I was a deflated balloon of a person, with a big monster of hurt in front of me.