Famous Quotes About Heartbreak Novels & Stories

“I honestly think you might be exaggerating. It’s better to have loved and lost than to never love at all. That is a famous quote from Alfred Lord Tennyson, if I remember correctly.” “If loss is the only thing you’ve known, there comes a time when you have to cut those losses. No pun intended,” replied Morgan defensively. “By your tone of voice, I’m guessing you’re coming off of a bad breakup?” asked Maddison. “It’s that obvious, huh?” said Morgan, digging into the appetizers. “I’ve been there before, although it was a while back. It sucks and no words can completely describe the hollow feeling that you get but you have to let yourself grieve. When you let it all out, pick yourself up and mo

There was a plant and a framed quote behind me: “Ashes to beauty” The interviewer,Whitney,appeared on the screen,poised and polished. With a short intro,we dove into the interview proper. “Misss Sophia,your story has touched millions in weeks. But if you had to go back to the moment you were heartbroken,what would you tell that version of yourself.” I paused,then smiled gently. “I'd tell her that heartbreak won't break her forever. That the loss of something isn't the end. It can be the beginning of the real you.”

¶Aiyla PoV¶ "Once the bond is broken it can't mend like before".... Neha Maurya ****************** Like the Quotes says " Once the bond is broken it can't be mend like before"... It was for me. The bond that was broken with my family was hard to mend no matter how much you tried, I knew my family was never going to be the same. My parents divorce was a harsh reality that left a deep impact in our life. Our life was never going to be the same again with a broken heart. We knew somehow we had to live a life without our mother.

I can hold my head high. Thank you for breaking me; isn't that a line from Sinead O'Connor? I never understood it before. It used to sound like permission, albeit retroactive, to hurt someone. I get it now. Only a lover can wound so deep, cut to the very core. That level of trauma has to be an inside job. You broke me and watched me bleed. You saw me fail to eat, fail to sleep, and you kept on the pressure with your lies and manipulations, increasing the level of cruelty as you went. After all that, what can there be left underneath but the untouchable part of me, my soul, the girl you can never hurt. I can't be more raw than that, more exposed, more pure. So thank you, because as Sinead sai

"And by the end he confessed that he loved me and I didn't know how to react to it," I felt numb and a silent observer of my heartbreak. It was as if I could hear the sound of my heart shattering, not unlike the sharp crack of a wooden bat connected with a baseball. But no, it was messier than that. It was more like the relentless pounding of rain from a powerful thunderstorm on a tin roof, each dropping a hammer blow until the surface shattered into billions of tiny fragments. Fragments of my heart that I couldn’t piece back together by myself.

I didn’t eat and I couldn't get any sleep. “This must be what heartbreak truly feels like,” I whispered to no one. “Because, Tobias... I miss you so much it hurts to breathe.”

“Do you know how it feels watching you each time speak about Jamie? I have watched you every day, Maddie. You don't love that dude. He's going to hurt.” She sniffs again and clears her throat before she speaks, but each word is like a shard of glass. “I have been told every day I was going to get hurt. But look who broke my heart instead. My parents” There is this pitch silence, the one that speaks louder. It's so unfortunate how people we cherish so much end up breaking our hearts the most. I have my own story too, a point in my life I thought I was going to die, but I survived it.

“How do you forget the person who taught you how to breathe? How do you un-love someone who is written into your very DNA? If you have the cure for this, Jack, tell me. Because loving him feels like dying in slow motion, and I don't think I have enough of me left to survive another day of it.” Jack looked down at our joined hands, a look of utter defeat on his face. “I have no idea,” he whispered, his own voice thick with emotion. “Sometimes, the people we love the most are the ones who are meant to break us, just so we can see what we're made of when we're in pieces.”

It doesn't matter how small or big it could be. Most people would say the most heartbreaking phase is—death—losing people who meant the world to them. As stated before, some would definitely say—poverty: the people who die poor with dreams of becoming rich one day. Some would say—hunger: to die out of starvation as they couldn't afford food to quench. Some would say—breakup: due to reasons, they would not be able to be together the way they wanted it to be. Some would say—betrayal—by putting their trust in people who destroy it into minuscule pieces.

One she had spent months trying not to answer for herself. When she finally spoke, her voice was quiet. "You were not bad all the time." Matthew remained silent. Ava looked down at the medical tape in her hands. "That was part of the problem." His brow furrowed slightly. "I do not understand." Ava laughed softly again. "People think heartbreak comes from monsters." Matthew listened. "It usually does not." Her fingers tightened around the tape. "It comes from people you love." The room fell silent. Ava finished securing the bandage. She should have stepped back, but he did not.