Quotes For Hurting Feelings Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hindi niya maunawaan kung bakit mas masasaktan ang tao kapag sinabihan ito ng ‘sorry’. “Stefan heard the word “sorry” a lot after the accident. “We’re sorry, but they died on the spot,” “We’ve already done our best, but he didn’t make it.” “I’m sorry,” “I’m sorry, Stefan,” “I’m sorry for your loss,” and so on. The more he hears those words, he feels as if he’s going insane if he keeps hearing those words over and over. Stefan is traumatized as a result of it,” pagsisiwalat ni Doña Divina. “That is why he stated that Salvatore never apologizes. That word hurts him far too much.”

So instead of sympathizing with her, she chose to leave her and feel the pain alone? "Why are you so hard on me, Lara?" panunumbat niya. "Why are you like that? Can't you see and feel that I'm hurting?" Hinaklit siya nito sa braso at mariin na hinawakan roon. Nababasa na rin ito. Nakakapaso ang mga tingin nito sa kanya. "We are all hurting here, Leila. Me, you, and our grandparents. Don't be selfish as if you are the only one who is hurt here and have the right to blame me for your feelings. Dahil kung nasaktan ka, ano pa kaya ako? Nagkulong ba ako? Ibinuro ko ba ang sarili ko sa aking silid? Hindi ba ako kumain? Kung gagawin ko ang lahat ng 'yun gaya ng ginagawa mo, sa tingin mo may mangyay

Tahimik lang niyang tinanggap ang lahat ng ito; nagtataka pa nga siya kung alam kaya ni Viviane ang mga sakripisyong ginagawa ng lalaki para sa kanya. Habang napapangiti nang mapait sa inis si Isabela kay Rafael, lalo niyang tinatawanan ang sarili niya dahil sa katangahan. Sa pag-ibig, walang mayaman o mahirap—ang taong minamahal ay laging nakatatamasa ng lahat, habang ang nagmamahal ay ang laging nagpapakahirap. Ganoon na nga sina Viviane at Rafael. Hayaan na nga. Ayaw na niyang isipin pa iyon. Hindi naman mamamatay ang tao kapag nawalan ng pag-ibig.

It makes me want to hear more. "Forgiveness is a tricky thing, especially when the wounds run so deep. It's like trying to mend a shattered vase, no matter how much glue you use, the cracks always show. When someone you love hurts you, it's not just a surface wound, it goes straight to the core of your being."

Looking back at my happiest memories feels like running fingers over old scars—some smooth and faded, others still raw. I once believed memories were like stars: distant, beautiful, untouchable. But I was wrong. Memories are bullets. Some just whistle past, leaving only echoes of fear. Others pierce clean through you, leaving you bleeding in silence. “Condolence, Anastasia.” “Anastasia, I’m so sorry for your loss.” “I’m sorry, truly.”

Malungkot ko siyang binigyan ng ngiti at bahagyang napabuntong hininga. “I think love is in everything...” I trailed off. Nag-huhukay muna ng lakas na loob mula sa kaloob-looban. At nang may kaunting nahukay ay saka ko lang tinapos ang pagsasalita. “Love is when you feel fear, hatred, anger, trauma and all the feelings that you could feel. Yung sa akin kasi it's everything. The hatred is there, fear, sadness and the trauma. And I know it's love because if it's not love what I gave back then, then maybe I shouldn't have felt those feelings at all.”

She has all the rights to feel that way, after all. I tried to find a word to say, to at least try to consolidate her, but I failed. I was too astounded to speak again. My heart feels so heavy. I feel so sorry for her. There’s a creeping guilt that is slowly overpowering my whole system. Then I realized that if hurting me is the only way that would help her lessen her pain, then I would willingly let her hurt me. Tatanggapin ko ang lahat ng mga masasakit na salita niya dahil nararapat lang iyon sa akin.

Pang aalo sakin ni Zach "Shh, it's okay love, It's okay.." "Pero bumawi naman akong nung paglaki niya hindi ba?" Tawa nito "Tinulungan ko siya humanap ng paraan kung paano ilabas ang mga galit na hindi sinasaktan ang sarili, na hindi mo kailangan magpakamatay. Only the person that hurts you can make you feel better."

“If you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart, then you’re allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind.” – Shannon L. Alder Chapter 24 "Hayaan mo nalang kami at bumalik kana sa asawa mo" sabi ko sa kanya.

I stared straight into his eyes. “Now it just sounds like an excuse you’ve been recycling para pagtakpan yung katotohanan.” His brows furrowed. “What truth?” “That you don’t know how to love without hurting someone.” Napaatras siya nang bahagya, as if my words struck him harder than any slap. “Ave, hindi ako gano’n—”