Heartbreak Quotes
He was acting like our kiss had broken him, and his reaction was breaking me.
Guy’s don't usually cry, but when they do, nobody can realize that what they have been going through.
Because we have loved profoundly, Because we have given much, Because we have hoped passionately, Because we have desired intensely, We allow ourselves to be infinitely hurt.
Why did I always end up loving the person who hurt me the most? Why was love so cruel?
Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be.
It is necessary to fall in love – the better to provide an alibi for all the despair we are going to feel anyway.
No matter how much you love someone, time heals your pain and your death wish.
It's risky most of the time, but its better to listen to your heart.
It's quite commonplace for a young man to fall in love and equally commonplace for him to be rejected, but come what may, I'll always be fond of you.
Heartbroken men are like wild animals, running around with hysteria in their eyes, desperately trying to knock the dents out of their egos.
Love is a gamble, heartbreak is the cost.But never lose hope, for love is never truly lost.
For there has never been a story nearly as tragic as the one of Frankenstein, except for that of Johnny Heart and his Francesca Valentine.
Of course she wants him to forget her. The last place she wants to reside is in his thoughts. What an unpleasant place to be.
Love—such a keen mystery prone to pierce and shatter the delicate heart. Yet it possesses more strength, power, and influence than any other magic known to man.
You wanted to see the world. And yet, all I want is to see you.
Eventually, I’ll grow sick and perish. Die on the floor, a young girl—who even when in the presence of company, still feels the loneliness that looms over her heart.
Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I’d rather have them wither than the latter.
Lonely’s a different kind of pain, it doesn’t hurt as bad as heartbreak. I preferred it and embraced it ‘cause I reckoned it was one or the other.
they have seen the likes of you before, they may be intrigued by the looks of you, but they know that you-like everyone else-will leave them in the end.
Sometimes the heart breaks... Sometimes you break... Sometimes you break your heart by breaking yourself for someone who wouldn't do the same...
I never stopped loving her, " he said. "I couldn’t let her go. Once the past gets you in its clutches, well, you’ve got to want to fight to be released. I never did. That was my mistake.
Maybe everything really does just have an expiration date—one that you can’t see until she tells you she’s leaving, and then she’s gone.
You will never find the perfect person but you might be lucky enough to find someone who wants to be.
Let go of what you can no longer keep. Protect what's still worth keeping. Believe in love most of all.
There will always be a pain in 'goodbyes'. No matter how much we seem to understand everything, it breaks our hearts to ever see anything beautiful die.
Wasted laughter. Wasted tears. Wasted love. That's how badly you felt. And yet, is love ever truly wasted?
Saying goodbye doesn't mean you need to forget, It doesn't mean you were never loved.It doesn't mean you're weak, It doesn't mean you didn't try hard enough.
We are fragile beings, yet we often act as though we couldn't be hurt, and as though we couldn't hurt other people.
When we believe a wounding story, our whole world is diminished.
You might think that nobody’s insides are as messy as your insides. That’s an optical delusion. You only see other people’s outsides – never their insides. So you can’t possibly know.
At the end of the day, what matters most is not what tore you apart but the love than binds and heals your heart.
For the first time in ages I felt a tiny pinprick in my heart--not like it was breaking, but like something small and unseen had begun sewing it closed again.
Maybe I'm crying because I'm terrified that he's come here to do more damage, to reactivate what I feel only to let me down easy again, missionary style.
He could no longer pretend not to have been brought to his knees by her blows, and he could no longer avoid the sentiments that his heart forced him to feel.
You’re different, Elli. You’re unlike anyone else, it’s because of that…’‘How can a Prince, how can someone like you be seen with me? I get it, Evan, its fine.’‘It’s because of that, I want you.
Love can give you such happiness, then can break the very heart it filled, leaving a hole that can never be fixed or protected by any armour.