Life Hurts Quotes Novels & Stories

Brenda G Everything happens for a reason. That's what everyone says. Time is a healer of all wounds, that's yet another quote that has grown to be people's favourite. As much as I had tried using both of those quotes to soothe my aching heart, none of them helped.

There came a time when he would tell a very long story about his life which suddenly lacked any light. ***** "God knows when we are happy and when we are hurt, sometimes we just forget to be grateful."

“Once you have been tortured, you can never belong in this world. There is no place that ever be your home." -QuotesLyfe Every morning comes up with new hope, but for some people hope is nothing but a mere word. There is quote - Nothing is permanent. Good days will always come after bad days. But May be this is just a quote because in her life she don't think there is any good day waiting for her. Next Morning: Steve POV:

*I am in so much pain* I cried more as I text Jessica my feelings, I know she will be on a frenzy when she sees it tomorrow, by then my brave face will be on. *Sometimes you must hurt in order to know, fall in order to grow, lose in order to gain, for lives greatest lessons are learned through pain* Jessica replied and it shocked the hell out of me. You might wonder why it surprised me, I wasn't surprised that she woke up to reply to my texts, though Jessica loves her sleep and hardly sacrifices her sleep for anything. I wasn't surprised that she suddenly became wise and sent me a quote, she is a simple girl that can't even remember the simplest quote like cleanliness is second to godliness

I just smile then I nod. 'I'm ready.' **Everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for - ***

Never Again 🌷 “Hate is a terrible thing. It's a wasteful, stupid emotion. You can hate someone with all your heart, but it'll never do them a bit of harm. The only person it hurts is you. You can spend your days hating, letting it eat away at you, and the person you hate will go on living just the same. So, what's the point?” ~•~ •E V E L Y N•

“My heart was filled with so much hate… especially after witnessing my mother and unborn sister’s death. And because of that, I ended up hurting her too…” He still didn’t move, but I knew he was listening. “Almost a decade has passed, and I’m still trying to fix things between us… because that’s how much she means to me.” I stared down at my hands as they trembled a bit, at the scars and cracks time couldn’t fully heal. “Don’t be like me,” I said quietly, clenching my fist as a sad smile spread across my face. “Don’t push away the people who love you just because you’re hurting. I did, and I almost lost her forever.”

I moved the cursor down and ended up in the introduction page, where it all started. It read: Life comes at you in different ways. Sometimes its a flying ball in the corridor, smashing your face and ruining your makeup. Sometimes it is a double line on the pregnancy test strip as you muffle your tears in the school stall, biting your hands so the sobs wouldn’t get out. Other times, it’s the magic of a friendship, the blossoming of a love and the abrupt end to that moment you wished you would savor forever. Whatever it was, however way it was hurting, it was important to remember that it would pass, and it could just pass into something far, far worse.

Hurt man or wounded woman emotionally, die better. This is the rule of life. If you recollect your past, you will be surprised you are still alive. Today night there is plight, panic that survives. You do not forget life. And life hurts you with all its might. Should we forget with the brain to think? The thought comes, why remember the daily misfit? But believe me, that misfit is mainly the only thing you remember. Life is at its plight. You cannot hurt a living with a brain. He is sure to sustain, not in an atmosphere against him. That life won’t last.

Then she added quietly: “But I’m also trying not to let it affect everything.” Oliver looked at her. “That’s not working,” he said. Ariana didn’t respond immediately. Because he was right. --- His thoughts drifted briefly. Marcus appeared again in memory. Not full. Just fragments. A younger corridor. A laugh echoing slightly. Marcus saying: “You can’t keep reacting like everything has to be under control.” Oliver replying: “If it isn’t, it becomes dangerous.” Marcus shaking his head. “Or it just becomes life.” That memory faded.