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The thing about heartbreak, I realized, is it's not really about waiting for things to stop hurting before you start moving. A broken heart can and will heal in time, but for time to actually do its job, I needed to acknowledge what I had lost, and move on.
— Ana Tejano, Keep the Faith
To be heartbroken means to have a story
— Austin Wright, Tony and Susan
But then I remembered that our heartsdidn’t care about logic or time. My heart didn’t play by rules that my mind made up. It didn’t follow silly timelines or measure its feelings based on the number of days it had known someone. No, hearts simply felt, whether you wanted them to or not.
— J. Sterling, Dear Heart, I Hate You
He made me feel less lonely tonight by letting me into his world, and I found that I really liked being there. I wasn't ready to go back to my own.
— Ana Tejano, Keep the Faith
Five years of love , and they only fit in such a small box.
— Ana Tejano, Keep the Faith
I always think everybody has only one major heartbreak in their life. If you think you've had two, you can't have. The big one just musn't have happened to you yet - so watch your back. If you'd had it, you wouldn't mistake it for anything else.
— Joanna Barnard, Precocious
Her bright green eyes pop against the smudged black mascara. There’s so much pain hidden inside those liquid pools, and I want to unravel her.I’d like to soften up her edges till they’re so blurry I’m the only thing she can focus on, the only thing she can see. I need to light a fire where her heart has been left cold and hardened, rearranging her broken pieces around mine in a way I can make them fit together. I want to crawl inside of her so deep she can’t use me like she’s used to and then get rid of me and forget we happened.
— Tammy Faith, Healing Love
JAMIE'S SONG 'Million Years/Billion Deaths':Every beat of my heart says,‘Who’d wanna be a heart?’Every cell in my body,Wants to split apart.Though I know I have to be strong.And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long.But when each day lasts forever,And when every night lasts much longer,Tell me how am I supposed to go on?But if each moment with you,Lasts as long as these lonely nights do,Then I’d wait a million years for you.Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you.And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you.To get to you…Every breath I take whispers,‘Who’d wanna be in love?’Every vein in my body,Has bled dry, my love.Though I know I have to be strong.And I’m sure I won’t have to wait long.But when each day lasts forever,And when every night lasts much longer,Tell me how am I supposed to go on?But if each moment with you,Lasts as long as these lonely nights do,Then I’d wait a million years for you.Yes, I’ll wait a million years for you.And I’ll die a billion deaths to get to you.To get to you…
— Neha Yazmin, Someone Like You
JAMIE'S SONG 'WHERE YOU ARE':I left my heart at your door,Don’t tread on it on your way out.It’s convulsing on the floor,Can’t you hear it scream and shout?I dropped my life by your feet,Don’t kick it as you walk down the street.I put my dreams in your hand,Don’t let them slip through your fingers like grains of sand.And my eyes will watch you from afar,Guide you like a shooting star.And you’ll see that I’ll always be where you are.Where you are.Yes, you know that I’ll always be where you are.Yes my eyes will watch you from afar,Guide you like a shooting star.And you’ll see that I’ll always be where you are.Where you are.
— Neha Yazmin, Someone Like You
JAMIE'S SONG 'August and November':They say it was a beautiful summer.I say I felt so cold the whole short while.I heard that it rained for days,Between August and November.Well I didn’t see it rain on the enslaved river.I am the river no more (x2)And the rain is just acid water from their cloudy black smoke.And now I’m at a standstill on the streets, That are lit up like a funfair from some forgotten dream.Yet faces, headlights, and the whole world passes by me. Without taking a step, I’m down in the hole too.And if it rains this comingDark and lonely December,I will never watch it fall on the entrapped river.I am the river no more (x2)And the rain is acid water from their cloudy black smoke.
— Neha Yazmin, Chasing Pavements
There is a certain new ferocity in her eyes now. A certain new thing that was not there before. I recognize it as scar tissue. When a bone breaks, it heals stronger in the cracks. I realize this is what is happening to her heart.
— Nayomi Munaweera, Island of a Thousand Mirrors
I would go into the darkness with you, but you won't come into the light with me.
— Catherine Doyle, Mafiosa
There is nothing I can do that won’t bring me back to you.
— Kamand Kojouri
We are all broken, that's how the light gets in.
— Ernest Hemingway
First love can break you. But it can also save you.
— Katie Khan, Hold Back The Stars
There reaches a time when it is betrayal for a woman to sleep with her husband.
— Wheston Chancellor Grove, Who Has Known Heights
Eventually, she looked up, her eyes completely void of emotions. “You are merely a diversion. You mean nothing to me.” She walked past him and out of the room. She left him, a fish gasping amongst the clouds, falling back to earth.
— Michelle Frost, Wisdoms of the Light
I looked at her, unsure how to answer. Even after everything Mikael had done, every day I had to let go again. He was a habit in my thoughts, not any more welcome than a rash, but I'd find myself thinking of him before I even realized what I was doing. Banishing him from my thoughts was like learning to breathe in a new way. It was a conscious effort.
— Mary E. Pearson, The Beauty of Darkness
When we make choices, we open ourselves up to hard work and failure and heartbreak, so sometimes it feels easier not to know, not to choose, and not to do. But it isn't.
— Meg Jay, The Defining Decade: Why Your Twenties Matter--And How to Make the Most of Them Now
JAMIE'S SONG 'LOVE TRANSFUSION':I’m not sleeping nights,I’m not doing good.I’m not eating right,have no use for food.All I do is bleed dry for you.But somehow I survive,And wake up with more love for you.It’s not blood running through my veins, it’s you.I’ve had a strange blood transfusion,To add to my confusion.It’s not compatible;I’m going hysterical.It’s some kind of love transfusion.Love transfusion.Love transfusion.I’ve had a strange blood transfusion.Blood transfusion.Blood transfusion. It’s not blood running through my veins, it’s you.
— Neha Yazmin, Chasing Pavements
JAMIE'S SONG 'Bright Blue Dream':I watch the world go round and round.And see the sun go up and down.I think I’ve heard most every soundExcept your voice.I feel the river by my feet.And let the tears dry indiscrete.Seems the horizon’s incompleteWithout your face.The world is a colder place,Shadows everywhere you used to be.Darker than the darkest nights I’ve seen.And I try go back to thatBright blue dream.When there was nothing, there was nothing, but you and me.Clear blue sky.Yes there was something, there was something, I could not see.
— Neha Yazmin, Chasing Pavements
I read once that the best thing that can happen to a woman is to get her heart broken. Before that, she has no real sense of herself. No real sense of pain, because only in love does she know what it’s like to find the one thing that gives her breath and then to lose it. After that she knows she can survive. No matter what relationships come and go, she can count on herself to pull through, and although it hurts, the break is necessary.
— Penelope Douglas, Falling Away
I find some small, twisted comfort in thinking that perhaps we used each other. Him, for a glimpse into what it would be like to live a life entirely different from the one he'd been raised to desire, and me for the steady diet of angst and emotional damage that seemed to make me better, sharper, like a sword against a whetstone.I was his intellectual escape from a long parade of pretty, empty girls... and he was my drug of choice -- unhealthy, probably lethal, but ultimately so addictive it was hard to turn away.The problem, of course, with this theory of mutual exploitation, is that it is the deepest of lies. There was nothing equal or mutual about the way we used each other. I barely scratched his surface while he sliced me limb from limb.There's no comfort in that. None at all.
— Julie   Johnson, The Monday Girl
I pour another drink and wash the taste of dashed dreams from the back of my tongue. I feel half-dead, but my broken heart somehow still beats. What a stubborn, senseless organ, to keep going when all hope and happiness are lost.
— Julie   Johnson, The Monday Girl
To those who would love me - I offer you a warning. Do no get to close. You won't survive.
— Julie   Johnson, The Monday Girl
I am not the Juliet to his Romeo. I am not the lodestar around which he orbits. I am not the trade wind by which he sets the course of his sails. I am not essential or exceptional.I was his Monday girl. Shitty, really, since he was my whole damn week.
— Julie   Johnson, The Monday Girl
You think you can change a guy, that he’ll be different with you, that you’ll finally be the one to tame him… and before you know it, you’re alone in your underwear at nine o’clock on a Saturday night, crying to Adele songs, eating ice cream straight from the gallon, and wondering what the hell is the matter with you that you fell for such a goddamned man-child, after he explicitly warned you not to.
— Julie   Johnson, The Monday Girl
I know you want her back, kid. And I know that people saying things like 'there are plenty more fish in the sea' is only going to make you hurt more. And I could tell you all about the science of what your brain is going through right now. How it's processing a pain as intense as hitting a nerve in your tooth, but it can't find a source for that pain, so you kind of feel it everywhere. I could tell you that when you fall for someone, the bits of your brain that light up are the same as when you're hungry or thirsty. And I could tell you that when the person you love leaves you, you starve for them, you crave them, Heartbreak is a science, like love. So trust me when I say this: you're wounded right now, but you'll heal.
— Krystal Sutherland, Our Chemical Hearts
Casper didn't give me direction for what to do if somebody I used to really like-like, somebody who would be somebody good to love, somebody right, somebody who understood about me, turned out to not have the same ideas about me.
— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces
Grayson Dunn is in my head. He's under my skin. He's invaded me like a deadly disease and hijacked my immune system until I don't even bother fighting it anymore. I look at him, and I'm twisted into knots. Tangled into a messy spool of desire and desperation.
— Julie   Johnson, The Monday Girl
There's things that have no finish, Scully, no ending to speak of. There's no justice to it, but that's the God's truth. The only end some things have is the end you give em.
— Tim Winton, The Riders
Your words were music to me tonight, but you weren't mine to listen to.
— Jenim Dibie
The heart breaks, but carries on. It can shoulder the most impossible burdens.
— Marc Secchia, The Onyx Dragon
But you are, you know, you were, the nearest thing to a real story to happen in my life
— Renata Adler, Pitch Dark
My heart felt withered, a neglected fruit that would never again sweeten, now that my love was dead.
— Cheryl R Cowtan, Girl Desecrated
and after everything had been said and done I realized, you cannot keep people no matter how far you go to do so. You don't have any control over what they choose to do. Even if they choose to leave you on your own.Even if they choose to make you hate love
— Simran.M.Anthony
Why would I hate you?""Because I was being, as Oscar made a point of telling me later, the most unlikable version of myself
— Meg Leder, The Museum of Heartbreak
When I let go of my own work, my own priorities, I lost the qualities he had been attracted to in the first place. That's how he put it. He loved the woman I was before I was in love with him.
— Alexis M. Smith, Marrow Island
If a heart breaks and nobody hears it, how do you know if its really broken?
— Angela Richardson, Vindicativa
I was just sitting and just realised how much she loved meThe least I should have done was fight for her, for our winThis is a great mistake about love but I have learnt from itHeart break sucks but it eventually gives you much to eat
— D WordSmith
One thousand ways to say goodbyeOne thousands way to cryOne thousands ways to hang your hatbefore you go outsideI say goodbye goodbye goodbyeI shout it so loudCause the next time that i find my voiceI mught not remember how
— Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver
Because I am in love with you. Because I cannot be around you for fear you will finally see what is written across my heart. Because the pain of you is one I cannot bear
— Kiersten White, And I Darken
Remembrance is a strange thing. With love its pain is bearable. With bitterness it simply destroys.
— Elaine di Rollo, Bleakly Hall
Maybe once you've been left by the most important person in your life, you can never be unleft again. Maybe you're destined to be abandoned even by your own guts, maybe your foot walks off with your thighbone, why not, stranger things have happened.
— Amy Gentry, Good as Gone
The first love disappears, but never goes. That ache becomes reconciliation.
— James     Baldwin, Just Above My Head
A photograph may speak to the photographer's envy or disappointment just as much as it may reveal his anger or disapproval. And even if a photograph records a joyous occasion, behind it there may still be more than a small measure of heartbreak on the part of the photographer. A small measure of heartbreak? One might think such a thing is impossible--if your heart is broken, then surely it is broken completely. Yet the truth is that we can live with a minor fault-line in the heart--most of us do, in one way or another.
— Alexander McCall Smith, Chance Developments: Unexpected Love Stories
There was no drug strong enough to repair a broken heart.
— Kass Morgan, The 100
But I will not repine. It cannot last long. He will be forgot, and we shall all be as we were before.
— Jane Austen
...there are worse things than losing the girl.
— Stephen King, Joyland
The heart is the only broken instrument that works.
— T.E. Kalem
Everything has an ending" that’s what he said. But "True love has no ending", that’s what I say.
— Lily Amis, Angel of Love  Lily: Zak, My Sweet Inspiration
This is another piece about me cause you don't seem to get what I mean after all those verses split. And after this, I promise you still won't know me. Because you said I was crying for attention. Because you actually meant acceptance. Because I slipped out of your remembrance. Tonight is yours to forget. Erase. Embrace. Embrace, erase.If you remove all my words, I am wasted tears. Swim in me and all around me. Get drunk in my tears. Get drown.Everyone loves you when you are beautiful. Amusing how people get drowned in such shallow water. You are no mermaid, dear. Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, they say. Hold me, we are all blind. And if you remove all my clothes, I am a graveyard. You don't sin on a deathbed. You don't sin on my skin. Bury your intentions. The end is near. Let me go, return me to the sun. So by night, we may all forget.
— Noor Iskandar
The past, with its monstrous depth and span, reached toward him, demanding an understanding that he simply could not give it. His mind was too young and too narrow to withstand the onrush of her life.
— Karen Russell, The Bog Girl
Heck, I don't know what it is. All I know is that my mind fractured like a mirror one day and here I am almost ten years later still cutting myself on the shards.
— Addison Moore, Whiskey Kisses
It's what everyone wants when they're breaking someone's heart: to be rid of the person and yet absolved of guilt, of the unhappiness they've caused. They want their rationalizations heard and gulped up by the wronged, and they want their victims to go away, peacefully. To never be haunted again.
— Ibi Kaslik, The Angel Riots
To the delicate,You will fall for the rough ones. the cold ones. the ones filled with apathy. you will spend your time counting their affection in change. you will stuff your pockets with silence. you will settle for second hand love. Delicate, you will be fashioned in the art of forgiveness. you will love like it’s a religion. you will memorize birthdays, phone numbers, and the moments you’ve heard goodbye. and when life becomes unyielding, and the burden too heavy, you will fault yourself. blame the material you are made of. say that you rip too easy, expect too much, give too often. you are a well that keeps on leaking. but even if you overflow, even if the thunder finds your home, you must remain soft. and if they have broken your heart, allow it to make you softer. kinder. do not imitate the cruel. do not allow yourself to take the shape of those who hurt you.
— Sabah Khodir
He's an egotistical dickhead who's going to chew you up and spit you out; and you have a really awful history of falling for assholes that you ought to run screaming from; and I don't feel like sitting around listening to you try to convince yourself you don't still feel something for Campbell Alexander when, in fact, you've spent the past fifteen years trying to fill in the hole he made inside you.
— Jodi Picoult, My Sister's Keeper
She hates her heart, that misguided organ in her chest. Why didn't it warn her?
— Courtney Summers, All the Rage
Heartbreak sounds like dead silence. For a second. Then the world crashes and continues around you.
— Cynthia A. Rodriguez, The Sound of Serendipity
There’s something so beautiful about people who are heartbroken; they think about how they’re feeling much more. I think when you’re happy and when you’re in love, you don’t need to think about it, it’s just there. Love is one of those things that is so simple, you don’t need to think about it when it’s good, you only need to think about it when it’s bad, so when music is all that you have and you’re lonely or you’re missing someone and you write a song that says exactly how you feel, there is sort of a gratification you get from that, it almost helps you move on.
— Taylor Swift
I say good-bye to hope, but I also say goodbye to hope's disappointment.
— David Levithan, How They Met, and Other Stories
The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning and raced across the blue dome and dipped into the sea of fire every evening.
— Zora Neale Hurston, The Gilded Six-Bits
Maybe the entire world is in love with you and I'm the only one brave enough to admit it.
— Sean Glatch, 4:41
There's no way to know if we would have lasted. There's no way to be sure, and plenty of reasons to doubt it. I just wish I'd had the chance. That is one of the things I miss the most— the chance to make it work.
— David Levithan, How They Met, and Other Stories
I loved him more than he loved me, and that is a bad place for a woman to be.
— Adriana Trigiani, The Queen of the Big Time
This is the dysfunction talking. This is the disease talking. This is how much I miss you talking. This is the deepest blue, talking, talking, always talking to you.
— Maggie Nelson
He hurt me more than any punch he could land. He broke me into a million pieces, and those fragments were still scattered on the wind. He would never be able to find them all and piece them back together.
— E.L. Todd, Tuesday
You can't wander around and think the wandering will call them back.
— David Levithan
I've always wanted the happy ending, but now I'll just settle for the ending.
— David Levithan, How They Met, and Other Stories
I try to think of metaphors that suit him best, but he was made of the sea and the stars and the sun, and one wouldn’t do him justice.
— Zorgie Adriana Sanchez, The Poet's Guide To Heartbreak
Well, girls always love assholes,” said Platt, not bothering to dispute this. “Haven't you noticed?” No, I thought bleakly, untrue. Else why didn't Pippa love me?
— Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
I see your face, your smile and poetry comes flooding out of a heart that can't love you anymore...
— Yesenia Barkley
I don't know whyI've got so much hopepinned to someone who will never call me home.
— Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers
I would rather be destroyed by you than loved by anyone else.
— C.J. Carlyon, The Cherry House
She was the wish of his life. He didn’t know how else to say it. He didn’t even know that he could really explain, just that every time he saw her he felt his bones might break under the weight of his wanting. His longing for her.
— C.J. Carlyon, The Cherry House
We were never meant to be together.Stars never aligned for us, they alwaysdiverged our paths from each other.Too close, but never enough.Minute hands were never slow enoughfor us to catch up, but fast enough we’reslipping from its grasp.We were never meant to be together, butthat doesn’t mean I love you any less.
— B.J. Rosalind, Fragmented Bliss
A broken love can still last forever so long as you carry the pieces close to your heart.
— B.B. Reid, Fear Us
Unfinished promises are the one thing we’ll always have to live with.
— Emiliano Campuzano, Cielo Por Tu Luz
There are things that, when they break, they keep on functioning, just in some other, lesser way. Like an elevator: it breaks, and it's a room. An escalator: it breaks, and it's stairsThe heart is the same.It breaks, and you might not even notice, because you still feel things, you still have emotions.
— Nick Lake, There Will Be Lies
And we love you but I have to ask you to help me, to help us, please.”“How?” I asked, “By pretending nothing ever happened? Act as if she and I were strangers? Stand the way your sister acts towards me after all of what we had? Forget my story by her side? Are you asking me for that, Gabriel, for God’s sake?”“It sounds pretty bad when you put it like that…” Gabriel said, “but yes, pretty much.
— Emiliano Campuzano, Cielo Por Tu Luz
A small temptation can stop a great glory and turn great joy into a great sorrow
— Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
Nothing made you realize how much you’d been ignoring your heart, until someone came along and smacked it awake simply by existing.
— J. Sterling, Dear Heart, I Hate You
I realized I was afraid of living without him. How is it you have the right to destroy my life, I wanted to demand of him, but I’m not allowed a say in yours?-Lou
— Jojo Moyes, Me Before You
Rudy, please, wake up, God**** it, I love you. Come on, Rudy, come on, Jesse Owens, don't you know I love you, wake up, wake up, wake up...
— Marcus Zusak
Cassie, stop. I can't do this.' He pulls back to meet my hurt gaze.'I know why you're doing this.' I draw a breath, letting it out on a long exhale. 'You don't trust me with your heart. You're afraid if you give it to me there's a chance it could be broken, again.''It's been shattered once. I'm afraid next time it won't get broken. It'll be obliterated,' he says quietly.I press a single kiss to his lip. 'You're my Superman. You're not supposed to be afraid of anything.''Even Superman had weaknesses.
— Rhonda James, Jersey Girl
March 22, 2014I have found the truth in the lies I told myself. I thought I could run from this woman, but she continues to chase me. In my mind, my heart, she’s always there. An entire bottle of whiskey can’t drown out her voice. I wake up each morning hoping it will finally be the day that I get over her. But then night falls and memories of her begin to torture me until sleep is no longer an option. Each night I fall into this abyss of nothingness, feeling only the emptiness of not having her beside me.I have found the truth in the lies I told myself. I slept with another woman, all the while wishing it was her and I still went through with it.What a fool I was. I still long to feel the satisfaction I was supposed to have felt that night. I still long to feel the freedom I’d hoped to gain from seeking refuge in the arms of another woman. But I’ll never be free of her. It will take an eternity to break out of these shackles.For one month, ONE month I couldn’t keep my dick in my pants and yet for two years I haven’t even so much as looked at another woman. I’ve remained completely faithful to a memory. Devoted to her smile.Committed to her ever-changing green eyes. I have read through the past entries in this journal and I noticed that I have never used her name. As if inking it would somehow solidify the feelings I think I’ve always felt.I have found the truth in the lies I told myself. I do love her.Love is this painful.
— Jacqueline Francis - The Journal
When you find that the person worth taking a bullet from is the one standing behind it
— Andy Flynn
There are many wounded hearts here. Many! Some admit. Others - the stubborn ones, scribble poetry instead.
— Saru Singhal
you rupturedthe love lakes of my longingand scattered the continents of my heart.
— K.Y. Robinson, The Chaos of Longing
I gripped hold of that scarf like my life depended on it. Still to this day I inhale it every night, despite what has happened over the years. I don’t blame her now for not waiting. For all she knew, I wouldn’t return. But to marry him, god, she could have done so much better.
— LeeAnn Whitaker, Never Another You
He looks at me. His face is dotted with raindrops but I think there are tears too. 'I love her. I always have. You know that.' 'And me?'And I known he means how I feel about him and me kissing him.'You're my friend, Gabriel.''Do you kiss all your friends like that?' But he asks it without the harshness of his other questions. It's a real question.'Just you.
— Sally Green, Half Wild
When you have a persistent sense of heartbreak and gutwrench, the physical sensations become intolerable and we will do anything to make those feelings disappear. And that is really the origin of what happens in human pathology. People take drugs to make it disappear, and they cut themselves to make it disappear, and they starve themselves to make it disappear, and they have sex with anyone who comes along to make it disappear and once you have these horrible sensations in your body, you’ll do anything to make it go away.
— Bessel A. van der Kolk
What hurts the most?Rejection..
— Anna Todd, After We Collided
This level reach of blue is not my sea; Here are sweet waters, pretty in the sun,Whose quiet ripples meet obediently A marked and measured line, one after one. This is no sea of mine. that humbly laves Untroubled sands, spread glittering and warm. I have a need of wilder, crueler waves; They sicken of the calm, who knew the storm. So let a love beat over me again, Loosing its million desperate breakers wide; Sudden and terrible to rise and wane; Roaring the heavens apart; a reckless tide That casts upon the heart, as it recedes, Splinters and spars and dripping, salty weeds.
— Dorothy Parker, The Portable Dorothy Parker
First of all, I wish you love, and that by loving you may also be loved.But if it’s not like that, be brief in forgettingAnd after you’ve forgotten, don’t keep anything.
— Victor Hugo
And aren't we all just one heartbreak away from complete and total destruction?
— B.L. Berry, An Unforgivable Love Story
Love Is An Act Of Valour.
— Amit Abraham
In my sixteen years, I have experienced heartbreak, tragedy and transcending love. In my thirteenth year, I moved to Westerly and experienced all three.
— Jaycee Relic
He stood frozen, staring at me as if he didn’t know how to do anything else. I couldn’t focus; it was like all the world’s blue had originated from his eyes. It was all there, the color of midnight, the sky, the ocean, and blue raspberry lollipops. Why had I spent so much time pretending they weren’t remarkable?
— Rose Fall, How To Get Your Heart Broken
Book knowledge takes action based on reasons
—  common sense takes action based on the reason from the reasons!
Some love stories has no end, no path or no name, but they are 'love stories' too.
— Ama H. Vanniarachchy
Hey, it’s nice of you to show up!” That was a decent start. “What has it been—a year since you flattened my heart by leaving without a word and ignoring all of my texts, messages, and voicemails?
— Atom Yang, Red Envelope
The all-encompassing cure for cancer, heartbreak, irrationality, drug addiction, and every other ailment that plagues humanity?Fire.
— V.K. McAllister, Inevitable Ascension
Close your eyes, real tight, and then count to three hundred. That’s all you have to do. You just count to three hundred, and when you open your eyes, five minutes will have passed. And even if it hurts or things are shitty or you don’t know what to do, you just made it through five whole minutes. And when it feels like you can’t go on, you just close your eyes and do it again. That’s all you need. Just five minutes at a time.
— Emma Mills, First & Then
What is bad for the heart is good for art.
— Jandy Nelson, I'll Give You the Sun
You walked into my life when I was nineteen years old. You were the only man I ever loved - the only man I ever hope to love. You took everything we did together, everything we were to each other, and scorched it to nothing: left it a cloud of ash.
— Laura  Barnett, The Versions of Us
Okay, let's recap.So I lost a few good things, but wait;There's other fish in the sea.And my heart's still here: the bait.It has a few cracksAnd a couple of shark bites,But it's alright.A bleeding heart is never one to wait in the water for long.I wonder what my next catch will be..
— Innocent Mwatsikesimbe, Live & Remember
Now,Because I put you in the past,My life is like:A path paved,Fit for your feet.Now other women walk on it;And not one of them fits.Walking crooked, on a path that's straight.I watch them.They don't even have your gait.
— Innocent Mwatsikesimbe, Live & Remember
It was only love,It only drove me to my knees.Rendering me hopelessLike an incurable disease.
— C.B. Roberts
I'm a lunatic wandering around for scraps, I'm like every single miserable moron I've scorned, and pretended I didn't recognize. I'm all of them, every last ugly thing in a bad last-minute costume. I'm not different, not at all, not different from any other speck of a thing.
— Daniel Handler, Why We Broke Up
I thought it was love, but it wasn't. It was a need to be the right girl for him. I just couldn't understand why I wasn't good enough, or how he could marry her.
— Kate Stewart
I feel relieved, reborn, I'm me again.Free from heartbreak, that strong yet invisible chain,That stymied me from living again.
— Innocent Mwatsikesimbe, What Is Love? - A Collection of Poems
It was as if her heart was in a vise, squeezing tighter and tighter until she couldn't breathe. The worst part was she was the one who had tightened the screws.
— Jenna Harte, Deadly Valentine
There is a point you reach, I mean, when you are just something bad that happened to someone else.
— Steve Almond, My Life in Heavy Metal: Stories
He didn't need someone to fix the problem - there was no fixing it. He needed someone to acknowledge his feelings. Accept his pain. Agree that his heart was broken, and that it should be. And that it might stay broken for a long, long time.
— Julie Lawson Timmer, Five Days Left
Each heartbreak is a little death, all the same.
— Petina Gappah, An Elegy for Easterly: Stories
Heartbreak was a bitch.
— Jenna Harte, Deadly Valentine
Having rebound sex to cure a heartbreak is like drinking alcohol to cure a hangover.
— Khang Kijarro Nguyen
Be careful—my heart is broken—and you could fall in
— John J. Geddes
Kintsugi is a pottery technique. When something breaks, like a vase, they glue it back together with melted gold. Instead of making the cracks invisible, they make them beautiful. To celebrate the history of the object. What it's been through. And I was just... Thinking of us like that. My heart full of gold veins, instead of cracks.
— Leah Raeder, Cam Girl
After what she's been through, there really should be crime scene tape around her heart.
— John Mark Green
From ashes I cameTo ashes, I'll return.But tonight I'm contentTo sit here and burn.
— C.B. Roberts
How many times can one have a heart attack within a week?
— Pawan Mishra, Coinman: An Untold Conspiracy
You want her in every quadrant like a desperate fool.
— Andrew Hussie
Opera cuts to the chase—as death does. An art which seeks, more obviously than any other form, to break your heart.
— Julian Barnes, Levels of Life
I love you even still...even still that you are so damaged that you do not recognise love when it is right in your face. I know you want love but you don't understand that love doesn't alays have to be pain.
— Ella December
What's heartbreaking isn't that we can't be together. It's that now, I know better and now; I will never be able to love you or anyone else in the same way again.
— Hafsa Shah
Human hearts are such pathetic, frail little things… like Ego wrapped in needy insecurity stuffed inside a glass box, so easily shattered.
— Jaden Wilkes, Dirty Little Freaks
She remembered the days when they'd been each other's everything, when just being together was enough. When she believed their love could conquer the world. How long had it been since Michael had said her name in that special way, when they'd talked all night about their dreams and their future?
— Dominique Wilson, That Devil's Madness
Thanksgiving is a time for gratitude. It can also be a time when feeling grateful can be an acrobatic feat that you're just not up for. There's no rules that need to be followed here. Authentic living is your only option, so it's ok to turn off the tv when another ad screams for you to be a certain way just because the calendar says so. Power of suggestion can be great medicine - but don't judge yourself or a loved one who is having trouble learning the words to this song. It's a tough season from some people. Huddle and cuddle with those you trust and love. That's real medicine and it's a good place to be during the holidays. xoxo
— Deborah Pardes, Climbing Out from Under: A Handbook for Heartbreak
Love is such a cruel thing. One minute you've been texting them for hours, hoping he'll ask you ask on a date, or just telling you how he feels about you. Next minute, he's saying the stupid, "No it's me not you. We can just be friends." While I'm crying my eyes out hoping you may take me back. Cause I don't want to be friends.
— Felisha Rush
Why are you smoking? Why are you smoking so much? This isn't you...""You were my old addiction, so smoking became my new one.
— Ella December
Stop being so emotional.""No, stop playing with my emotions.
— Ella December
You only love me when it's convenient for you.
— Ella December
You want to know how I got these scars? I ripped every last piece of you out of my smile.
— Rudy Francisco
Is the whole world doomed to emotional trauma?
— Helen Fielding, Bridget Jones's Diary
The ecstasy of seeing her versus the agony of losing her, a million births and a million deaths.
— David  Whitehouse, Bed
A heartbreak is a blessing from God. It's just His way of letting you realize, He saved you from the wrong one
— Anonymous
I skipped toward him and gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek. “Yup.”He looked at me like I was crazy. “What was that for?”I smiled. “For being an excellent partner in crime.
— Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and Me
If you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt. Once we cross the deepest part of hurt, it doesn’t hurt anymore. . You become part of the eternal journey of love commences again
— Sandhya Jane, Second Spring
She knew Neal loved her. Good for him for realizing it wasn't enough to make him happy. That was very mature of him. He was probably saving them both a lot of heartache.
— Rainbow Rowell, Landline
Had the new people learned what Original Man was taught at a council of animals—never damage Creation, and never interfere with the sacred purpose of another being—the eagle would look down on a different world. The salmon would be crowding up the rivers, and passenger pigeons would darken the sky. Wolves, cranes, Nehalem, cougars, Lenape, old-growth forests would still be here, each fulfilling their sacred purpose. I would be speaking Potawatomi. We would see what Nanabozho saw. It does not bear too much imagining, for in that direction lies heartbreak.
— Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants
Some of us die long before our last breath. We perish in the fire of love, reduced to ashes in the consuming blaze. No, we do not die when our hearts cease to beat, but when they start beating the first timefor somebody else.
— Shakieb Orgunwall
To him, freedom was greater than love. She hated that. 	Because she had always thought that love was freedom.
— Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
She had willed herself open to him and knew that the chemistry of love was all within her, her doing. Even his power to wound her with neglect was a power she had created and granted ...
— John Updike
Even knowing everything, I would have chosen the same.It's only in hindsight that we can point, as easily as finding a town on a map, to the moments that shaped us, - the moments when choices between yeses and noes determined the people we become.
— Chelsey Philpot, Even in Paradise
If people knew you, they would love you." He sounds matter-of-fact.Josh, you break my heart. And you're a liar.Because you know me, you know me better than almost anybody, and you don't love me.
— Jenny Han, To All the Boys I've Loved Before
And what if Miriam and I were never to be reconciled?
— Mordecai Richler, Barney's Version
I was infatuated once with a foolish, besotted affection, that clung to him in spite of his unworthiness, but it is fairly gone now--wholly crushed and withered away; and he has none but himself and his vices to thank for it.
— Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the time for him to leave was approaching:"Oh!", said the fox. "I am going to cry.""It's your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any harm; but you wanted me to tame you...""I know," said the fox."And now you're going to cry!" said the little prince."I know," said the fox."So you have gained nothing from it at all!""Yes, I have gained something," said the fox, "because of the colour of the corn.
— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
People like us will never really understand, Evanelle said. We fell in love with the men we were supposed to be with right off the bat. But women with broken hearts, they change.
— Sarah Addison Allen, First Frost
If you could know going in that twenty-five years of love would break you in the end, would you risk it? Because isn’t it inevitable? When you make such a large withdrawal of happiness, somewhere you’ll have to make an equally large deposit. It all goes back to the universal law of equilibrium.
— Gayle Forman, Just One Year
when someone dumps you, it's heartbreaking and insulting and horrible, sure, but being the one who breaks up is almost as bad.
— Keren David, This is Not a Love Story
Instead I just stand there, tears running down my cheeks in nameless emotion that tastes of joy and of grief. Joy for the being of the shimmering world and grief for what we have lost. The grasses remember the nights they were consumed by fire, lighting the way back with a conflagration of love between species. Who today even knows what that means? I drop to my knees in the grass and I can hear the sadness, as if the land itself was crying for its people: Come home. Come home.There are often other walkers here. I suppose that’s what it means when they put down the camera and stand on the headland, straining to hear above the wind with that wistful look, the gaze out to sea. They look like they’re trying to remember what it would be like to love the world.
— Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants
He was the one I compared all others to.
— C.J. English
Josh and I started out so easy, so fun, and now we're like strangers. I'll never have that person back, who I knew better than anyone and who knew me so well.
— Jenny Han, P.S. I Still Love You
It was as if we'd known each other for a thousand years.
— C.J. English
Please, hate me if you have to, never speak to me again, but don't settle for someone you don't love because I hurt you
— Katherine Allred
She sighed. "I don't know, Father, how do you get over someone who's held your heart in their hands for so long? And what do you do when they constantly turn your love away, leaving you battered and bruised?" A sob broke free from her throat to pierce the darkness.His arm stiffened, paralyzed over her shoulder.Marcy's voice rose, quiet and strong, to counter her daughter's pain. "You run to the arms of the Almighty, Lizzie. 'Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.' That's the only place our hearts are safe, the only place they can heal.
— Julie Lessman, A Passion Denied
What does the breathtaking view of the ocean mean without you?
— Craig Thompson, Good-Bye, Chunky Rice
The audacity is in the living, not in the choosing. You are fearless enough to keep breathing; in the face of loss and pain and humility and gratitude and gifts and brilliance and confusion. This is the amazing thing. Right or wrong can never be anything but small things in the face of your gigantic, intrepid spirit
— Jeanette LeBlanc
We share that misfortune, reaper...
— Rachel Vincent, If I Die
Heartbreak is awful, but truth be told, if you have never had your heart broken, then you aren't fully living. I want you to ask yourself this question because I want you to bask in the fullness of life. And in order to feel life - to experience life - you need to take risks. When you open your heart, you risk having it broken; or stated more accurately it will be broken. But do it anyway; open yourself up. If you don't, you will never know what it means to live, to love and to be with others.
— Jacqueline Simon Gunn, In the Long Run: Reflections from the Road
He's the kind of guy who might not have an expiration date. Who I could fall for so completely that I might as well put my heart in a blender right now because it would hurt less. Who I could want with the kind of passion that makes you forget important things like the promises you make to yourself.
— Rachael Allen
I think you’re just as emotionally unavailable as I am. I avoid men because I’m afraid I’ll lose my heart, and you go from girl to girl to keep from giving yours away.
— Ann Everett
All of it was there but nothing had substance. It was as if they were all shadows, as if her leaving had taken the life out of the living things and left them shadows. he himself was a shadow.he felt no weight in his step, ,no sound to his voice, no solidity to his gestures. he forgot time. he felt the ache of a pain whose depth he could not fathom no whose end anticipate
— Earl Lovelace, Salt
You know I want to be a directos, but you could never truly see the movies in my head and that, Ed, is why we broke up.
— Daniel Handler
The pain for her and the love for her was so entwined that neither would function without the other.
— Ivy McClelland (me!)
Soul searching? Aren’t you a little young to even think aboutthat concept?”“I don’t think a broken heart and shattered soul can be definedby age. However, it can be measured by the process it takes toheal.
— Elle A. Rose, Wayward Love
What else could have happened? Car wouldn't start? House caught on fire? Escaped convict climbed through his bedroom window and tied him with duct tape? Poison eggnog? Or maybe I just didn't matter to him.
— Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot
Our scars make us who we are. Some scars are just deeper than others.
— Alex Rosa, Tryst
I mean, aren’t we all tormented by past relationships?
— Alex Rosa, Tryst
Don't say you miss me when it's your fault I'm gone
— Candy Lyn
Have you noticed ... that he actually hadn't made any promises to you?
— Janie Chang
I wished my heart would break and get it over with.
— Banana Yoshimoto, Kitchen
Love did not die. I still create your image to my heart every solitary night.
— Chrissy Moon, Sweet Faded Ink: A Poetry Collection
Do you know that I no longer see colors?"Jonas's heart broke.
— Lois Lowry
She wore his flowerIn her hairScent of amberSweetened the airHer dress was whiteHer feet bareHe found heavenWaiting thereShe is aliveIn his painful sigh...
— Dinesh Kumar Biran
Ari is beautiful beyond comparison, and she has my heart and my soul for eternity. I thought I made that abundantly clear last night, but it appears I have further work to do.
— Siobhan Davis, Light Of A Thousand Stars
I kiss her for way too long at the door, and not for the first time, I wish that I could stay with her, to help chase those dark clouds away.
— Siobhan Davis, Light Of A Thousand Stars
Do you fancy catching a movie at the Sturbridge Theater tonight? That new Robert Pattinson movie is showing,” I ask her, the phone cradled against my chest.“Definitely sign me up for that!” Ari replies, chuckling as I mock scowl. Her easy laugh warms my soul. “We’re in,” I tell Gil, arranging to meet him and his date in the diner later. “So, who is it this time?” Ari asks, resting her chin in her hands. “Anyone we know?” Considering I can count the girls on one hand who have enjoyed more than one date with Gil, I doubt it’ll be someone familiar. “I didn’t ask; guess we’ll find out soon enough.”“Five bucks says it’s a blonde,” Ari quips. “That’s one bet I’m not taking,” I admit, twirling a lock of her hair around my finger. “Gil’s penchant for blondes is world-renowned.
— Siobhan Davis, Light Of A Thousand Stars
I can feel Ari’s mounting excitement the farther we walk. She’s bouncing up and down like a kangaroo on speed. I feel the bulk of the box pressing against my leg as we walk, and I contemplate all that I’ve decided to tell her tonight. Lifting my head, I stare in awe at the light of a thousand stars illuminating the dark, night sky. The setting really couldn’t be any more romantic, any more perfect.
— Siobhan Davis, Light Of A Thousand Stars
Ari looks fiercely resolute. It’s the same look she has on her face at the start of every race: Dogged determination. My heart and head enter into full-on combat mode.
— Siobhan Davis, Light Of A Thousand Stars
An eerie silence has descended over the house. Every few minutes, I hear a grunt and the scraping sound of a box dragging along the floor. Other than that, there’s nothing. It’s like the silence is the actual articulation of the emptiness we all feel.
— Siobhan Davis, Light Of A Thousand Stars
Don’t do this,” he begged hoarsely against her temple, crumbling inside. Honor wasn’t the type to make empty threats or do something like this on a whim. No, she meant it and was prepared to go through with it. He had one last shot to change her mind, right now, before he lost her forever. So no, even he wasn’t above begging if that’s what it took to make her stay and work this out. “You said you still love me,” he whispered brokenly. He was holding onto that for all it was worth. It had to be enough. He squeezed her tighter. “I know you’re scared and I know you’re hurting but… Don’t do this. Don’t walk away. Please.” Don’t leave me. She’d never know how much it cost him to beg her this way, but he was so damn scared right now he didn’t care how pathetic it made him look. He’d do or say f-ing whatever it took to get her to listen to reason, make her change her mind. Anything except agreeing to live a lie and hide his true feelings for her from the rest of the world, no matter what the reason. A sob tore out of her. Honor stopped shoving at him. She wound her arms around his back and squeezed so hard he felt the muscles in her arms tremble. Liam closed his eyes and pressed his face against her hair, that painful bubble of hope surfacing again. He could feel her torment, her pain. If he could just calm her down long enough to get her to listen, really listen and then think this through… “Sweet pea, just listen to me,” he began softly. “No, I can’t.” Honor tore away from him and grabbed the doorknob. Before he could recover enough to reach out and stop her, she’d slammed the door shut behind her. Gone.
— Kaylea Cross, Collateral Damage
The passage is free for those who think you are not good enough for them: at your level, I think the best option is to sit back, relax and listen to a cool music, while watching them pack out of your life, and that's when you feel the intense release from the pit of hell.
— Michael Bassey Johnson
Forgive me," he said in a hard voice. "My heart is breaking over here. I'm doing the best I can.
— Corrine Jackson, Pushed