Giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
God is closest to those with broken hearts.
Sometimes, when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.
When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead keep your head up high and gaze into heaven for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal.
The best way to mend a broken heart is time and girlfriends.
I don't know why they call it heartbreak. It feels like every other part of my body is broken too.
A heartbreak is a blessing from God. It's just his way of letting you realize he saved you from the wrong one.
In the arithmetic of love, one plus one equals everything, and two minus one equals nothing.
Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it's better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.
Love is like a puzzle. When you're in love, all the pieces fit but when your heart gets broken, it takes a while to get everything back together.
Maybe part of loving is learning to let go.
I prithee send me back my heart,
Since I cannot have thine;
For if from yours you will not part,
Why, then, shouldst thou have mine?
As soon as forever is through, I'll be over you.
Let your tears come. Let them water your soul.
It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.
The heart is the only broken instrument that works.
Sometimes I wish I were a little kid again, skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
God can heal a broken heart, but He has to have all the pieces.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
If we must part forever,
Give me but one kind word to think upon,
And please myself with, while my heart's breaking.
Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit, and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again.
With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.
If you're going through hell, keep going.
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go.
You left, and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness.
Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.
I expanded with the joy of your love and presence but now that you're gone I just feel bloated.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
Turn your wounds into wisdom.
Don't cry when the sun is gone, because the tears won't let you see the stars.
The turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all hurt.
"The horror of that moment," the King went on, "I shall never, never forget!" "You will, though," the Queen said, "if you don't make a memorandum of it.
There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
Man performs and engenders so much more than he can or should have to bear. That's how he finds that he can bear anything.
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning and out of the heart of darkness comes the light.
It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.
The flame of love is now just a cold loneliness.
Rock bottom is good solid ground, and a dead end street is just a place to turn around.
The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal.
Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do not have value. Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point - that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you. There is only one alternative - self-value. If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved. You will always think it's a mistake or luck. Take your eyes off others and turn the scanner within. Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences. Put all the energy into building your personal and emotional security. Then you will be the one others envy, and you can remember the pain and reach out to them.
Mishaps are like knives, that either serve us or cut us, as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.
"Old times" never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that's better.
When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us.
I thought when love for you died, I should die.
It's dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.
I hate the day, because it lendeth light
To see all things, but not my love to see.
Count the garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your life with smiles and not the tears that roll.
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
My love-lies-bleeding.
Ask me why I keep on loving you when it's clear that you don't feel the same way for me... the problem is that as much as I can't force you to love me, I can't force myself to stop loving you.
I never knew until that moment how bad it could hurt to lose something you never really had.
Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
Let no one who loves be unhappy... even love unreturned has its rainbow.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.
I'm holding a teardrop for a friend
Until his heartache and misery end.
The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.
Heavy hearts, like heavy clouds in the sky, are best relieved by the letting of a little water.
To weep is to make less the depth of grief.
It is some relief to weep; grief is satisfied and carried off by tears.
Tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it.
What soap is for the body, tears are for the soul.
The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea.
It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.
I believe there are more urgent and honorable occupations than the incomparable waste of time we call suffering.
The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
Doing what's right is no guarantee against misfortune.
A new wound makes all the old ones ache again.
Problems are only opportunities with thorns on them.
That was rough.... Thing to do now is try and forget it.... I guess I don't quite mean that. It's not a thing you can forget. Maybe not even a thing you want to forget.... Life's like that sometimes... Now and then for no good reason a man can figure out, life will just haul off and knock him flat, slam him agin' the ground so hard it seems like all his insides is busted. But it's not all like that. A lot of it's mighty fine, and you can't afford to waste the good part frettin' about the bad. That makes it all bad.... Sure, I know - sayin' it's one thing and feelin' it's another. But I'll tell you a trick that's sometimes a big help. When you start lookin' around for something good to take the place of the bad, as a general rule you can find it.
God brings men into deep waters, not to drown them, but to cleanse them.
In jealousy there is more self-love than love.
A show of envy is an insult to oneself.
No man is rich enough to buy back his past.
No yesterdays are ever wasted for those who give themselves to today.
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