“The Law is for the proud and the Gospel for the brokenhearted.”
Heartbroken feeling
Heartbroken Quotes — page 3 of 27
“Jealousy is indeed a poor medium to secure love, but it is a secure medium to destroy one's self-respect. For jealous people, like dope-fiends, stoop to the lowest level and in the end inspire only disgust and loathing.”
“Loving him was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street; faster than the winds, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly.”
“There is love in me the likes of which you've never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape. If I am not satisfied int he one, I will indulge the other.”
“I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn't know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn't have loved her more.”
“And it hurts so much to want something you can't have.”
“I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go”
“How do you know love is gone? If you said that you would be there at seven and you get there by nine, and he or she has not called the police yet - it's gone.”
“Where there is love, there is bound to be heartache.”
“It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.”
“I am troubled, immeasurably by your eyes. I am struck by the feather of your soft reply. The sound of glass speaks quick, disdain and conceals what your eyes fight to explain.”
“If we had known our love would come to this we could have saved our hearts the hurt of wasted years.”
“I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed. You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road.”
“Hell is the suffering of being unable to love.”
“The heart may be broken, and the soul remain unshaken.”
“She'd play around and tease me with her carefree devil eyes. She'd hold me close and kiss me, but her heart was full of lies.”
“It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.”
“It was always the same; other people gave up loving before she did. They got spoilt, or else they went away; in any case, they were partly to blame. Why did it happen so? She herself never changed; when she loved anyone, it was for life. She could not understand desertion; it was something so huge, so monstrous that the notion of it made her little heart break.”
“Where's the man could ease a heart Like a satin gown?”
“It hurts to love. It's like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.”