“I'm sorry if I took some things for granted, I'm sorry for the chains I put on you. But more than anything, I'm sorry for myself for living without you.”
Heartbroken feeling
Heartbroken Quotes — page 20 of 27
“She went away, she cut me like a knife Hello beautiful thing, maybe you could save my life In just a glance, down here on magic street Loves a fool's dance And I ain't got much sense, but I still got my feet.”
“When you ask people about love, they tell you about heartbreak.”
“What I’ve loved most after you, is myself: that is, my dignity and that strength which made me superior to other men. That Strength was my life. You’ve broken it with a word, so I must die.”
“The ability to break a loved one's heart is the essential contradiction in human relationships.”
“You may think it all very fine, Mr. Huntingdon, to amuse yourself with rousing my jealousy; but take care you don't rouse my hate instead. And when you have once extinguished my love, you will find it no easy matter to kindle it again.”
“A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman's love, however badly he may have treated her.”
“You deserve to need me, not to have me.”
“I am bewildered by the death of love. And my responsibility for it.”
“What breaks my heart is suffering of any kind.”
“Betrayal answers betrayal, the mask of love is answered by the disappearance of love.”
“No doubt our love was still there, but quite simply it was unusable, heavy to carry, inert inside of us, sterile as crime or condemnation. It was no longer anything except a patience with no future and a stubborn wait.”
“Love is not always blind and there are few things that cause greater wretchedness than to love with all your heart someone who you know is unworthy of love.”
“She had no mercy. He looked at her neck and thought how he would like to jab it with the knife he had for his muffin. He knew enough anatomy to make pretty certain of getting the carotid artery. And at the same time he wanted to cover her pale, thin face with kisses.”
“Do you absolutely despise me, Walter?" "No." He hesitated and his voice was strange. "I despise myself.”
“This love was a torment, and he resented bitterly the subjugation in which it held him; he was a prisoner and he longed for freedom. Sometimes he awoke in the morning and felt nothing; his soul leaped, for he thought he was free; he loved no longer; but in a little while, as he grew wide awake, the pain settled in his heart, and he knew that he was not cured yet.”
“He did not care upon what terms he satisfied his passion. He had even a mad, melodramatic idea to drug her.”
“He exulted in the possession of himself once more; he realized how much of the delight of the world he had lost when he was absorbed in that madness which they called love; he had had enough of it; he did not want to be in love anymore if love was that.”
“When you're trying to love two, it sure ain't easy to do.”
“My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driv'n away And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave: Such end true lovers have.”