Heartache Quotes - Page 4

Heartache makes
for good poetry,
heartburn
not so much.

You can learn things from a heart so bleeding
When love bargains with deceitful pleading
Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time
Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime

With a little heartache;
Gone with the time,
Are certain memories,
Intricately designed.
To call & narrate
A story of blissful sunshine.

She knew that was not an honest prayer, and she did not linger over it. The right prayer would have been, Lord . . . I am miserable and bitter at heart, and old fears are rising up in me so that everything I do makes everything worse.

Of all the heartache I will ever know, only some of it will be real. The rest, I will create.

He stood there a moment, listened to the creek, and let the mountain air blow against his face. Even with all this heartache, it was beautiful here.

Only yesterday a young woman came to me wanting a trap set for a man with a sweet smile and lithe arms. She was a fool, not for wanting him, but for wanting more of him than that.

Doctoring her seemed to her as absurd as putting together the pieces of a broken vase. Her heart was broken. Why would they try to cure her with pills and powders?

... how terrible is the pain of the mind and heart when the freedom of mankind is suppressed!

When my heart is better, less shrunken, I will throw her out there to love again, without hesitation, even knowing what we know.

Every heart needs a cutting part sharper than a blade to stab agony

my heart no longer beats but is a tugging muscle,

Your heart is not a guinea pig that anyone can experiment with. You deserve a love that will last long past Valentine's Day.

My heart is kerosene, my mind a match. I’m seconds away from igniting.

Choose wisely
From those who start
A fire in your heart.

Some may burn you to shreds,
While you were looking for warmth.

Have you ever loved someone so much, you felt like your heart was going to just beat right out of your chest?

You can only trust your emotions as you can lie to yourself with your brain but not your heart.

Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.

I grabbed at my chest, instinctively, and he grabbed at his. We were both trying to stop the pain, which was the result of his thoughts of ending his pursuit of me.

A dream you once were,
A dream of all my realities,
A dream I can no long strive for
In the wake of my manly betayals