Life Hurts Quotes Novels & Stories

He spoke in a sad voice, I don't know but for some reason when he talks about how much he loves his mate, I feel a little bit of pain in my chest, and I know it's not pity, but whatever it is, I won't kill it before it manifests. “You know sometimes life doesn't always go as we planned, life is full of surprises, you don't get what you give all the time, sometimes life takes so much from us, so much that we are left broken all the days of our life, so may heal while some may not, if you continue talking about her every day you might never heal, you need to let go and embrace the fact that she's gone, you're still holding onto the tiniest hope that she might come back one day”

“Life goes on, Lily. Auntie told me once that no matter what happens, we should continue our lives even when it's hard and painful.” Beads of tears rolled down my cheeks again as I slowly looked down, staring at my own hands getting wet by my tears. “I-It’s hard and painful, Lily. I couldn't tell how painful it is for you. I can't even tell you that it's okay because I’m still here. I ca—I can't because she's your mother…but…I’m begging you… I’m begging you, don't lose yourself. I need you… I need us…”

I drove my car to a friend's auto repair shop for a routine inspection after my father, Nathan Ashley, finally returned it. He'd borrowed it for a month and even stuffed the trunk with boxes of local specialties from his hometown. A few minutes later, my friend slid out from beneath the car, his face drained of color. "Lyla, who did you piss off? Someone cut halfway through your brake line." A chill raced through my body as I pulled out my phone and called my father. "Dad, someone cut my brake line." The sound of poker chips clacking echoed through the phone. He answered without the slightest concern, "Oh. I had Lillian do it. That old junker of yours was falling apart anyway." My voice

If I had known my life would turn into this, I should have just followed my parents into the grave years ago. You didn’t hurt me physically, Laxus. But with this? You might as well have put a bullet through my heart. I watched him walk away until he was out of sight. The tears I thought had dried up began to sting again, so I buried my head in my work. I refused to look pathetic in front of him again. I was tired. So incredibly tired. As I typed, I remembered something my Auntie May used to tell me: “Sometimes, the person who hurts us the most is the only one who can bring us the ultimate happiness.”

She took out a pack of cigars again and her a stick which she immediately snatched. “Sometimes the popular positive quotes such ‘everything will be alright in gods grace, everything happens for a reason, you’ll make it just pray, and things are supposed to happen to make you stronger just didn’t make sense. For us who never see hope as everyone sees it, it’s disgusting. For us who fight for our own battle inside, all of their words were useless. Because we know, they can never understand. They have never been in our shoes, no one will ever understand you, your friend, family, even a lover. But you can to yourself. Our mind isn’t our ally sometimes, but never lose yourself by barging up that

He looked sleepy too. "I can’t sleep," I simply said. "I know, but try to rest. No matter what life throws at us, we have to stay and do what we can. I know how it feels, and it’s not pleasant. I still remember the day I lost your mom. "I felt like I couldn’t cry anymore because it felt like my eyes would pop out. My heart and soul were shattered at that time. I also thought of giving up and taking my own life. "But I remembered that I still had you and your brothers. I couldn’t abandon you because I was selfishly hurt. The pain and wounds will heal; the memory will be painful as we reminisce, but the show must go on."

I said. Carter didn’t believe me. None of them did. “You don’t leave your own home for nothing, Lottie.” I shrugged. “We had an argument.” Silence followed. Heavy. Disbelieving. “About what?” Callum pressed. I turned then, forcing a small smile. “Nothing serious.” A lie. A clean one. Because the truth would burn everything to the ground, and I’m not ready for that. Not yet. Grief is a strange thing. There’s a quote I once came across, one I remember loving so much I saved it and reread it like it held some kind of wisdom.

“Yeah. That about sums it up.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he said softly, “Life already took too much from you, Ryans. Don’t let it steal your joy too.” I looked up at him, eyes burning. “What joy? Everything I touch breaks.” He smiled sadly. “Then stop blaming yourself for the cracks. You didn’t make them.” “I just don’t understand,” I said, voice shaking. “Why does everything I love end up hurting? Why do they end up leaving?”

She rose up and went to her friend, pulled her into her arms and they sat together on the bed. "You will be fine. I promise" Audrey murmured as Penny sobbed on her shoulder. "We are here for you. You will find happiness again and soon this won't hurt anymore. It will be nothing but a memory. It's the way life is, Penny. Pain is inevitable. But suffering, that's optional. You can't control bad things that happen, but you can control how they affect you. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. We have all made mistakes because we fell in love, but we don't let the bad memories ruin us, we learn from them and move on. But you will be happy again, honey. I know it. I know you will. In time you wil

Her words keep echoing in my skull. I don’t know if I can survive you. I’ve been shot. Stabbed. Beaten to the edge of death. Nothing has ever cut me deeper than that single sentence. Because it is the one wound I cannot fight my way out of.