100 Quotes About Heartache

You can obsess and obsess over how things ended–what you did wrong or could have done differently–but there's not much of a point. It's not like it'll change anything. So really, why worry? Jess Rothenberg

You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul. Julie De Lespinasse

Love entered in my heart one day A sad, unwelcome guest. But when it begged that it might stay I let it stay and rest It broke my nights with sorrowing It filled my heart with fears And, when my soul was prone to sing, It filled my eyes with tears. But...now that it has gone its way, I miss the dear ole pain. And, sometimes, in the night I pray That Love might come again. J. California Cooper

Far too many people opened their hearts and lives at the drop of a hat. Why give someone that power over you? Why endow them with the ability to hurt you that much? Let someone in and you were asking for an emotional kicking some day. Dorothy Koomson

I was suffering the easily foreseeable consequences. Addiction is the hallmark of every infatuation-based love story. It all begins when the object of your adoration bestows upon you a heady, hallucinogenic dose of something you never dared to admit you wanted-an emotional speedball, perhaps, of thunderous love and roiling excitement. Soon you start craving that intense attention, with a hungry obsession of any junkie. When the drug is witheld, you promptly turn sick, crazy, and depleted (not to mention resentful of the dealer who encouraged this addiction in the first place but now refuses to pony up the good stuff anymore-- despite the fact that you know he has it hidden somewhere, goddamn it, because he used to give it to you for free). Next stage finds you skinny and shaking in a corner, certain only that you would sell your soul or rob your neighbors just to have 'that thing' even one more time. Meanwhile, the object of your adoration has now become repulsed by you. He looks at you like you're someone he's never met before, much less someone he once loved with high passion. The irony is, you can hardly blame him. I mean, check yourself out. You're a pathetic mess, unrecognizable even to your own eyes. So that's it. You have now reached infatuation's final destination-- the complete and merciless devaluation of self." - pg 20-21. Elizabeth Gilbert

Heartache often drives us to consume things we wouldn't otherwise, such as an entire pint of Caramel Pecan Perfection high-fat ice cream, covered in ganache, the crack cocaine of frozed dairy. Twelve hundred calories per pint, six hundred and eighty of which are fat calories, but is only dulls the pain for the moment, there's that carb fog while you're standing at the sink shoving it in your face, and then it's over and you feel..used. Like a cheap pickup the Dove people seduced and abandoned in your kitchen, leaving you with sticky hands and an empty cup and a still-broken heart, except now you're mad at Dove, too. Jennifer Crusie

Growing up seems easier for men, maybe because their rites of passage are clearer. They perform acts of bravery on the battlefield or show they're men through physical labor or by making money. For women, it's more confusing. We have no rites of passage. Do we become women when a man first makes love to us? If so, why do we refer to it as a loss of virginity? Doesn't the word 'loss' imply that we are better off before? I abhor the idea that we become women only through the physical act of a man. No, I think we become women when we learn what is important in our lives, when we learn to give and to take with a loving heart. Suzanne Elizabeth Phillips

Caine might have smiled at her, had his heart not been breaking to smithereens inside of him. V.S. Carnes

By now, she was far from the scorch of these sands. After the ransom deal, she would be safely married in England. To Ashton. And Caine, who had hurt her far more than anything Abdullah had planned for her with that long, curved dagger, deserved no better than this torment of knowing it. V.S. Carnes

At the end of your life, go out with a bruised-up, worn out heart that gave too much and loved too strongly and felt too fiercely. Heidi Priebe

Loving unconditionally, was love so sublime. Lost without you now, I thought we'd have more time. Deborah J Johnson

How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to justify what we feel now. How each successive pain distorts the preceding. Sherman Alexie

My life is a room filled with love letters and goodbye notes. Jenim Dibie

Her eyes stung from crying for so long and having some tears dry on them. Her body was weak from the exercise but she did not feel better. While she was crying she had wanted someone, anyone to come and hold her. She had crawled into her closet, hoisted herself up onto the shelf that had duvets and bedsheets and curled herself among those. Now she knew that no hug could erase her pain, no sort of embrace could bind up her heart. She needed a new heart it seemed, her old heart was beyond repair. Roxanna Aliba Kazibwe

The more you try to protect yourself from love, the more pain you bring to yourself and those that love you April Mae Monterrosa

It isn't a bit of use my pretending I'm not crying, because I am... Pause to mop up. Better now. Perhaps it would really be rather dull to be married and settled for life. Liar! It would be heaven. Dodie Smith

Cry your grief to God. Howl to the heavens. Tear your shirt. Your hair. Your flesh. Gouge your eyes. Carve out your heart. And what will you get from Him? Only Silence. Indifference. Jennifer Donnelly

We are all meant to be a little broken, it's just about finding someone who will take the time to mend you. Someone who loves you enough to want to find the pieces that may have fallen from you and glue you back together. This is what love is, to restore someone when they have been broken and chipped, and all the while, feeling content whilst mending them... Seja Majeed

I wanted to write you a love poem But my heart feels out of tune So I coax my breath into the darkness of my rib cage And invite it to fan open Maybe I would say something like, " One day, I would like to fall in love with you, " And here I pause while the tears that have been threatening to rain down all day swell high in my chest, blurring my vision" One day, I would like to fall in love with you, " I will start writing again, & continue, "wherever you are, whoever you are, but in this moment, I will fall in love with me." My brow furls ever so slightly, because that is not what I expected to say I pause again & allow the container to soften, for the edges to get blurry And the tears, one by one spill over And all the holding of the day crumples away And I am me again & you are you again, too . Bryonie Wise

When you lose someone, you get used to living day to day without them. But you’ll never get used to the “10 second heartbreak.” That’s the time it takes to wake to full consciousness each day and remember… Nina Guilbeau

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor." Wretch, " I cried, "thy God hath lent thee--by these angels he hath sent thee-- Respite--respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore! "Quothe the Raven, "Nevermore. Edgar Allan Poe

I've lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel."- Does it get easier?" Yes. But you'll never be the same again. Richelle Mead

And now it's been half a winter since Harry vanished, and I can finally rest my thoughts. I ought to feel relief. Of this I'm sure. But do you know what it's like to hold proof of the last heartache you'll ever know in your own raw hands? I hadn't known, either, not until Gus delivered Harry's red hat yesterday morning, a cork bobber sewed on where the pompom should've been. Peter Geye

You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since--on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made, are not more real, or more impossible to be displaced by your hands, than your presence and influence have been to me, there and everywhere will be. Estella, to the last hour of my life, you cannot choose but remain part of my character, part of the little good in me, part of the evil. But, in this separation I associate you only with the good, and I will faithfully hold you to that always, for you must have done me far more good than harm, let me feel now what sharp distress I may. O God Bless you, God forgive you! . Charles Dickens

Maybe you had to come close to losing something before you could remember its value. Jodi Picoult

I was the last of the four Dresden dolls. Only me... and I didn't want to be here. V.C. Andrews

The sun was hot and bright. A day for fishing, for swimming, for playing tennis and having fun, and they put my Christopher in the ground. V.C. Andrews

There were many tears, many unsure times, many troubled moments. The fun memories were only a few, but even so, those memories will shine bright like stardust, and continue to shine on in my heart. Mika Yamamori

I've decided. The next time I cry, it'll be for "someone special", and it'll definitely be "tears of happiness. Mika Yamamori

This is probably going to be one wound that can never be healed. Mika Yamamori

I'm going to move on, while carrying these feelings with me. Mika Yamamori

One lost easiest what one held in one’s arms– never what one left. Erich Maria Remarque

Tears are words the mouth can't say nor can the heart bear. Joshua Wisenbaker

Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future. T.L. Martin

Heartbreak might be a fact but you don't have to be a victim to it Luschka Van Onselen

She deserved someone who could see what she had to give and would lover her for it. Who wouldn't turn away from her every time she made a mistake. She wanted to be important to someone. Perhaps, it was unrealistic, but the alternative was far worse. She could live with a broken heart, but not at the expense of her soul. Monica McCarty

Where were me parents? Where were Becky? I felt so alone, so lost that I could not see. By that I mean, everything round me were a blur, everything inside me were a blur of fear and shock. I heard meself crying and moaning, My oh my, my oh my . I still have nightmares ’bout that time. I still feel like a sharp piece ofice has stabbed me heart real deep. I was filled, filled to the brim with utter baffle and utter loneliness. p. 15 . Louis Nowra

Even if times are tough and you're enduring a terrible heartache, it's important to focus your anger on a vibrator, not another person. Chelsea Handler

You can chase love. If you are lucky enough to catch it…is it really yours? Brian MacLearn

Traveling, she realized, was like a slow dismemberment of the body. It plucked the heart out of her and split it into pieces, leaving a bit behind wherever she went, never to be whole again. Rhian J. Martin

I want to dive in the deepest trench, get locked in the darkest room, get lost in the biggest maze, travel longest to the furthest placebut keep my heart on the safest place... Khushboo Suneja

Wilhelm’s smile reminded Harry of his father’s sad, resigned smile, the smile of a man looking backwards because that’s where the things that made him smile were. Unknown

She walked away too far for me to call... and for her to hear my voice. Faraaz Kazi

I beg your pardon, but don’t cry for me, Argentina. A little rain’s bound to fall on those roses of yours–a dribble, a drizzle, a deluge. Think you’re the only one with wet flowers? A tear rolls down my cheek and some of the heaviness I’ve been carrying trickles out with it. Why me? Why pain? Why suffering? Why heartache? Because we’re a forgetful bunch, always busy with the daily grind. We overlook the good things until we’re confronted with the bad. There but for the grace of God..and all that jazz. Life is how we measure it. And people have different currencies. Some are tangible. Others are carried in your heart. Like the woman beside me, I’ve been dwelling on what I’ve lost, not what I have. Her riches vanished in a moment. Mine, thankfully, remain – wonderful childhood memories, a caring husband, a baby on the way. Wet roses? They’ll dry. Meanwhile, I’ll enjoy the rest of my garden. Roxy Boroughs

The memories of sensei I carry with me are more cruel than sensei himself. Mika Yamamori

I love you till kingdom come, evergreen. Anonymous

You promised me one night. I want you next to me tonight. We have the rest of our lives to be apart. S.H. Kolee

I may tear you apart but I'll put you back together. Donna Schoenrock

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. Cassandra Clare

My heart is sair- I dare na tell, My heart is sair for Somebody. Robert Burns

Supplication comes from a place of intrinsic desperation resulting from a broken and contrite heart. Robin Bertram

JAMIE'S SONG 'Million Years/Billion Deaths':Every beat of my heart says, ‘ Who’d wanna be a heart?’ Every cell in my body, Wants to split apart. Though I know I have to be strong. And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long. But when each day lasts forever, And when every night lasts much longer, Tell me how am I supposed to go on? But if each moment with you, Lasts as long as these lonely nights do, Then I’d wait a million years for you. Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you. And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you. To get to you… Every breath I take whispers, ‘ Who’d wanna be in love?’ Every vein in my body, Has bled dry, my love. Though I know I have to be strong. And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long. But when each day lasts forever, And when every night lasts much longer, Tell me how am I supposed to go on? But if each moment with you, Lasts as long as these lonely nights do, Then I’d wait a million years for you. Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you. And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you. To get to you…. Neha Yazmin

JAMIE'S SONG 'WHERE YOU ARE':I left my heart at your door, Don’t tread on it on your way out. It’s convulsing on the floor, Can’t you hear it scream and shout? I dropped my life by your feet, Don’t kick it as you walk down the street. I put my dreams in your hand, Don’t let them slip through your fingers like grains of sand. And my eyes will watch you from afar, Guide you like a shooting star. And you’ll see that I’ll always be where you are. Where you are. Yes, you know that I’ll always be where you are. Yes my eyes will watch you from afar, Guide you like a shooting star. And you’ll see that I’ll always be where you are. Where you are. . Neha Yazmin

But I will not repine. It cannot last long. He will be forgot, and we shall all be as we were before. Jane Austen

It was as if her heart was in a vise, squeezing tighter and tighter until she couldn't breathe. The worst part was she was the one who had tightened the screws. Jenna Harte

What's heartbreaking isn't that we can't be together. It's that now, I know better and now; I will never be able to love you or anyone else in the same way again. Hafsa Shah

She knew Neal loved her. Good for him for realizing it wasn't enough to make him happy. That was very mature of him. He was probably saving them both a lot of heartache. Rainbow Rowell

We share that misfortune, reaper... Rachel Vincent

When a heart breaks a substance spills out like cement and pours through the bloodstream, hardening everything. In time, I know my heart will mend and the rock inside will crack and crumble away. But for now I’m as solid as a column. And alone I stand. Sarah Noffke

I hate that its my favorite thing to watch her, because it shouldn't be. It triggers all these what-ifs in my head, and my mind begins imagining things it shouldn't be imagining... Colleen Hoover

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. David Levithan

Could he be prosecuted for murder? Cause of death: broken heart. Murder weapon: words laced with bullshit. Julie Prestsater

She felt the loss of Willoughby's character yet more heavily than she had felt the loss of his heart. Jane Austen

With peaks of joy and valleys of heartache, life is a roller coaster ride, the rise and fall of which defines our journey. It is both scary and exciting at the same time. Sebastian Cole

He looked at me intently before speaking. “Why do you do that?” I frowned at him. “Do what?”“ Push everyone away.” Danny told me simply. I was a little stunned and when I didn’t say anything, Danny continued on.“ Darcie, what are you so afraid of? Why do you shut people out?” He looked at me searchingly.“ Because it’s easier that way! ” I yelled at him suddenly and he looked taken aback. I took a deep breath to calm down and added, “And I don’t like feeling vulnerable.” Danny stared at me. “Being vulnerable is nothing to be ashamed of Darcie …it’s what makes us human.” I shook my head furiously. “No! Being vulnerable makes you weak — just like every other emotion … if you allow yourself to care, you only end up getting hurt.” Danny threw me a consoling look. “But there’s nothing wrong with caring —”“No! ” I interrupted angrily. “I don’t want to care! You only end up getting hurt … and it hurts so bad that you can’t breathe. I don’t want to feel like that. I don’t want to feel at all! It’s just easier to shut everyone out … if you don’t care about them — you won’t get hurt! . Joanne McClean

I have tried to tell him in a dozen different ways that I am only six inches tall. I've told him I am as tall as his heart, that he could hold all of me in his hand, that I am shorter than I appear. Every time, he's acted as though I'm saying something romantic or poetic. Jennie Bates Bozic

She had lost him. Lost him because she'd let him go. And she could not allow herself to regret that decision. Harriet Evans

It all seemed so impossible, so difficult after searching for her, not knowing for so long. How many times had his daughter suffered some human sickness, death or heartache over the course of her many lifetimes? How many times had she loved, cried and been without her father when she most needed him most? Elaine White

We’re soldiers, Emily. If we’re not elders or council members then that’s all we are. We’re here to serve those above us. We’re novel worthy, day walking, blood sucking, tortured souls trapped in a body that can’t die for all eternity with no feelings, no emotions and no heart. We don’t get to feel love, passion or desire. We do as we’re told, for the good of the clan and because we’re told to do it. And we protect people. So whatever grand delusions you have about being some kind of wonderful child and the master’s favorite are just misguided attempts to feel human again. Get over it. Elaine White

Words of sorrow in head, painting love faith and trust pitch black; aching breaking cutting heart, blood-red! Unknown

And it killed me because I could never forget him. Couldn't because he'd permanently etched himself to me, left a part of himself forever within me. For so many years I'd loved him, but when he'd gone this time, he'd taken a part of me captive too, a piece that could never be retrieved because it would always belong to him... A.L. Jackson

And it killed me because i could never forget him. Couldn't because he'd permanently etched himself to me, left a part of himself forever within me. For so many year I'd loved him, but when he'd gone this time, he'd taken a part of me captive too, a piece that could never be retrieved because it would always belong to him. A.L. Jackson

Let us do those things that our heart is asking us to do and from this day forth allow all souls that leave our presence feeling honored and deeply loved. Molly Friedenfeld

There weren't any promises of a future life together, either, but he didn't need to live like a monk anymore. Two years was more than enough time for soul-searching and penance. As long as Laney was close enough to touch, to breath in, to taste like his goddamn last meal, he would take whatever she offered and not ask any questions about what it might cost him when she inevitably left. Zoe York

Adieu! but let me cherish, still, The hope with which I cannot part. Contempt may wound, and coldness chill, But still it lingers in my heart. And who can tell but Heaven, at last, May answer all my thousand prayers, And bid the future pay the past With joy for anguish, smiles for tears? Unknown

It's just odd being a guest at the wedding. When you dreamed about it for so long, even if you we're a different person, and it was years ago. Sounds so stupid. I was stupid. Harriet Evans

She, who had never liked weddings, had allowed herself this fantasy. Her wedding day to Rory. A pretty church in Sussex, festooned with spring flowers. Rows of relatives, and her, Elle, floating down the aisle in cream silk to 'The arrival of queen Sheba', with eyes only for him.. Rory, slightly rumpled, slightly scared, her love, her only one. But that wasn't how it had turned out. She knew she was OK, watching him, in fact she was happy for him, happy for Libby. But she couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the girl she'd been, who'd loved him so much. She was still dreaming somewhere, hoping this day would come. Harriet Evans

There was a man who loved the moon, but whenever he tried to embrace her, she broke into a thousand pieces and left him drenched, with empty arms. Laini Taylor

Sometimes when a person does things to deliberately hurt you, All you need to do is shift atleast six steps back to observe the situation. If it is worth enduring, move two steps forward. If not, turn around and bless them with your back. Nomthandazo Tsembeni

Elle wondered if he had regrets. But she didn't let herself wonder for too long. She had locked her heart up against him, and it would take something extraordinarily strong to break it open. Harriet Evans

He began to feel that she was very lonely indeed. “If he’d been here, ” she said, “those cowards would never have dared to insult me.” She thought about “him” with great sadness and perhaps longing--about his honest, stupid, constant kindness and fidelity; his never-ceasing obedience; his good humour; his bravery and courage. Very likely she cried, for she was particularly lively, and had put on a little extra rouge, when she came down to dinner. William Makepeace Thackeray

Samuel finally understood the sound of the wind after all these years: The winds were a chorus of the prairie’s ever-present heartaches. Andrew Galasetti

Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today; and I'll always remember it David Nicholls

Perhaps this is what the stories meant when they called somebody heartsick. Your heart and your stomach and your whole insides felt hollow and empty and aching. Juliet Marillier

I am done slowing down, giving people their time and space, letting them explore their options. Marla Miniano

Raw love, like raw heartache, could blindside you. Jodi Picoult

Experience has taught me that what you love, you should love all the harder because someday it will be gone. Ronan OBrien

Sadness flies away on the wings of time. Unknown