Best 746 quotes in «love hurts quotes» category

—No puedo hacer esto porque no puedo ser... —Tragó saliva—. No puedo ser el hombre que quiero ser al estar contigo. Y eso significa que todo esto —me miró a la cara— solo es... otro recordatorio de lo que no soy.

no song no picture or words will make you love me ,, may be you will never know ,, or may be you knew and felt sorry for me or thought it was sweet ,,but nothing will make me more than just a passing thought or a name you try to put for a face ,,,for me you are an exiting pain ,something that i involuntary need to share with the world how i suffer every time i hear a song or see a love them ,,after all this i need to see the facts ,,i gambled and i lost ,, i had to let the thought of you go ,, it is hard ,,it is painful ,,but it something i need to do ,, for me

Not every breakup hurts, not every love story sucks. It's the love that comes with a warning that it will hurt you and suck your blood out of you.

Nothing could compare to that sweet buzz—the fire that filled my veins and awakened my dark, broken soul. Nothing else made me feel like I was on top of the world, soaring and dominating, like a wild bird. But someone could. Her.

Nothing for young woman who yearned for something as extraordinary , and yet entirely normal , as love

Nothing has changed, Claire. You're still as beautiful as you were when we met first and I am still in love with everything about you. We may be worlds apart but this doesn't keep our hearts at distance. I feel your breath in every breath of mine and I hear your heartbeat in every beat of my heart. I traveled to far away lands, rivers, forests, mountains, glaciers, deserts and skyscrapers but wherever I go I find you there. My dreams aren't illusions but visions of a beautiful yesterday; I play with your hair-locks, I kiss your eyes, I embrace your hands and you giggle in my arms blossoming like a flower. My love, you're my only reality, my only fantasy, my only celebration and my only refuge. I have waited a thousands suns and I can wait a thousand more to witness the moment you call out to me. That day you'll find me and even if I don't live up to see that day I will be with you forever, just remember me.

Nothing is more excruciating than hopelessly longing for lost love.

Not maybe. Definitely! We have an expression back home in Haiti, which says something like ‘a man who is thinking with his penis.’ That is what you are Michael. That doesn’t mean that you are addicted to sex or pornography. You are not a pervert of any kind. Contrary! You are just too sensitive with women. You fall in love at the blink of an eye and all your decisions are based on your passions towards a particular woman. Your mind gets blurry because not enough blood goes to your brain. And your heart pumps all the blood back to your penis and that is why you are a man who thinks with his penis.” (Ch.7)

Number 23 had plenty of redeeming qualities that made falling for him a justifiable accident. But our connection had nothing to do with our similarities, our differences, our aesthetic attractions, or our emotional and physical needs. When we spoke, he was truly with me. Our egos, our personas, expected social cues, the facades that everyone builds around them that are supposed to sculpt the way the world sees us, were stripped with Number 23 and I. He was immediately my best friend, familiar and safe - an epiphany that I had been spending my life alone in crowded rooms. Our souls were naked. We initially curled into the warmth of that connection. But once we knew how real it was, we felt exposed, vulnerable, and raw. While his defense was his fearful recoil, mine was dictation.

Oceanic farness treasures tomorrow Mingled tears lost in the sea of sorrow Our immortal love will lead us a way When pale days remain cloudy and grey

Oh, am I glad to know that after all these years it still is hard trying to unlove someone; if there's such a thing...

Oh, i feel my eyes are swollen. It's like either sobbing all night or someone punch me in the eyes.

Oh I thought you were my endless love but now my heart knows enough, you were just illusions in my life

Oh I told you once and I told you twice stay here with me in my paradise, I need you I miss you more and more each day , you left me here alone

Oh Mom, it turns out my knight in shining armor was just some liar in tinfoil.

Oh , You Want To Be My World , What Have You Done To Gain My Heart . It’s a Fantasy, Only In Your Mind

Once in a lifetime you will find that one person who will hurt you like no one ever has. Whatever you do don't allow that to crush your soul. Forgive them then forgive yourself, you must do that so you cn begin to heal

One day they'll realize they lost a diamond while playing with worthless stones.

One day you're going to remember me and how much i loved you...then you're gonna hate yourself for letting me go

One way [to recovery] would be by creating the best possible romance book or happy ending scenario for you ... out od your own experience. Another way would be to look at it as it is: a wake-up call to action to create a more humane world, without discrimination and sexism.

People say that scars are the sign of victory; the winning marks against what broke them. But how about the wound that never heals? What would that make you? A winner, a loser, a survivor?

People say when something stops growing, it dies; I don't think it's the same with love. Even when love stops growing because there's nothing to nurtures it, it doesn't die; it just stays somewhere in a limbo.

people say I'm running back to the thing that broke me, yeah he did, but I picked myself back up, now it's about fixing him.

Pieces of your heart broke every day when you were a mother.

People use to say that time can change everything but as far as I know the nothing can change the tease inside your heart .

Perhaps your desire will help her see what you see, but if she cheats on him with you, there’s a good chance she won’t leave him. And you’re left where she is with a jerk. Take it from a nice guy and a wallflower.

Percuma aja kan menjalani sesuatu kalau kamu sendiri udah nggak bisa menikmatinya, kalau kamu sendiri udah jenuh dan ngerasa... hampa.

Prefiero estar contigo, incluso con ese tú que a ti te parece tan poca cosa, antes que con cualquier otra persona en el mundo.

Ragana, pagalvojau. Jeigu pasaulyje yra moteris, kurią gali įsimylėti ir vis tiek manyti, kad gyvenimo verta atsisakyti, tai toji moteris yra Veronika.

Prefiero esta contigo, incluso con ese tú que a ti te parece tan poca cosa, antes que con cualquier otra persona en el mundo.

Protect your happiness at all costs.

Reminiscent of a diamond, she is gifted, privileged, and positioned to glisten.

Religion is a good time pass, better than philosophy, and a million times better than love; love is a wastage of an era.

Remembrance is a strange thing. With love its pain is bearable. With bitterness it simply destroys.

Rompió a llorar, cosa que yo nunca le había visto hacer. Y yo gocé de aquel instante pese a todo el dolor que contenía. Me dio vergüenza sentir aquello, pero no la solté. La mantuve abrazada con fuerza y tal vez la besé por todas las veces que no me había permitido hacerlo. Por un instante, parecíamos dos partes de una misma cosa.

Romance her, enhance her, desire her, put her first.

Sé que mañana despertaré, Gryal, y lo haré tan vacía y triste como un río sin lluvia. Dime, amado, ¿quién será mi lluvia? ¿Quién mojará mi cuerpo cuando me faltes? Vuelve, amor, vuelve sano y salvo, porque si no yo no tendré primavera...

Sam studied his brother. At one time he thought Frankie had a good head on his shoulders. Sure, he had a temper. And he was conceited. But he always used common sense. But now he wasn’t so sure if that were true. He had brought him his lifeless fiancé. Like a dog dragging in a dead rabbit looking for praise.

Say it back," he begs. I don't. He offers those words so freely, I'm not sure he realizes how much weight they carry. You have to love yourself before you can love another. You have to see what they see in you. Something worthy. I cannot return those three words to him because I am nowhere near ready to say them to myself.

Seek tears. Expect loneliness

Self power drives a symbolic representation of abstract beauty

Seseorang memang harus jadi munafik untuk merelakan orang yang disayanginya pergi.

Seharusnya aku sudah tahu, bahwa dia memang sudah berubah. Hanya saja, aku sulit merelakan. Sulit memberi tahu diri sendiri bahwa semua orang bisa berubah, dan aku harus menerimanya. Namun, yang menyakitkan ternyata bukan kenyatan bahwa aku harus melepaskan dia, tapi mendengar dari mulutnya bahwa sebenarnya kami berdua bukan apa-apa. Dia sudah lama berhenti mencintai aku, sedangkan aku menyayanginya seperti tidak akan berakhir.

Settling for someone average, I want someone who makes me a better person and who makes me do the unthinkable, someone who I am painfully in love with to the point that there could never be anyone else.

Sharing pillow talk with the wrong people can make a hard bed to lie on, and will surely lead to nightmares in your relationship.

She did not come, her memories is remained In The desire to meet them, my is spoiled

She dared to love again She dared to give herself again She lost the battle again with tears shedding down the rosy cheeks She lost herself again~

she died of internal weeping

[S]he'd realized that he had loved her only because she belonged to him.

She didn’t dare expose her heart the way she’d exposed her body.