Quotes For Words Can Hurt Novels & Stories

“You were the last to know. Everyone else held the secret close. Perhaps it was because your harsh words stung so deeply that I avoided sharing with you, even as we grew up together. Your words were like daggers, piercing my heart. They were always cruel words and left a lasting mark on my soul, and I spent many nights weeping alone in the dark. That's why I hated being around you when we were young.” “I dreaded the thought of you attending my eighth birthday. I knew you'd find some way to mock me, to make me feel dumb. And sure enough, you belittled my heartfelt birthday wish with cruel words that cut me to the core. I couldn't bear to look at you, to see the disdain in your eyes. I felt ut

The words seemed cruel but they suited her. Though the silence occasionally reminded me that mocking someone who was already wounded did not really repair anything within me. I shoved the thought away once more because I didn’t really care.

John doesn’t raise his voice, yet his words weigh as if each one had been sharpened before being thrown at me, and when I hear him say, “I can’t keep looking at you two as if it didn’t hurt me,” I feel something in my chest splinter, as if guilt had been waiting for this exact moment to sink its claws into my skin.

“It isn’t.” Silence. Then I said the thing I’d been thinking since this nightmare started. “Having a difficult life isn’t an excuse.” Hart’s eyes hardened. “Excuse me?” “Pain isn’t permission.” The smile vanished completely. “Careful.” “Trauma isn’t a license.” I held his stare. “To hurt people.” The temperature between us seemed to drop. Dangerously. Because now he understood what I was doing. And he hated it. “I learned that too late.”

He said the same thing "It isn't your fault. But next time don't let your anger take over because words said can't be taken back. All we have to do is wait. Could you call her father? He will want to be here for his daughter", Zahir tells me. He then turned to his wife and hugged her. Am sorry, Hayat. I promise to try and make you happy. Because whatever happens, Azaan is also your son. Words hurt more than people expect them to. Hurting someone doesn't mean just hitting them, it can be by saying words you later will regret. Be careful with your words. Learn to understand them before speaking.

"I will hurt everyone who hurt you, baby. I will let them feel the burning fire of hell. So please... tell me everything..." "Why don't you try to hurt yourself first, Ethan?" That made him stop. I gulped and shook my head. "Among all the people who hurt me in the past, you were the best at hurting me. You always had the way to hurt me. So instead of getting back at them, why don't you hurt yourself? Why don't you let yourself feel the hell first?"

My heart pounded in my ears, drowning out her words. They’re going to hurt me. They’re all going to hurt me.

“This isn’t about desires, Eric! This is about a mother’s love for her child, something you clearly know nothing about! You’ve never had a good relationship with yours so I don’t expect you to understand! You’re just as heartless and inconsiderate and selfish as her!” Eric went utterly silent and backed away from me. “I...I didn’t mean that,” I stammered. But it was too late. The damage had been done. The saddest thing about words is that they can’t be taken back after they’ve been said. And anger makes you say things you’d never dare to say out loud in your right senses. You can harbour them but never have the guts to say them. And it’s only after they’ve been said, you begin to regret it.

I wouldn’t be his slave but he would be mine because he already gave up on his life and I was the one fighting for it. I jumped from my bed and stared at the moon; it felt gentle tonight. It was like it consoled me. I wouldn’t let his words discourage me. Even if his sentences were hurtful and his phrases but quotes, I wouldn’t let them get to me. My feelings already hurt me with the simple idea of losing him. Anything that would discourage me, let me make it all taboo!

People needed something to believe in, so they provided a positive spin on an otherwise gruesome story. "I am right here. No one is taking me. It was just a figure of speech. I wasn't thinking, and I didn't mean to hurt you." My hand slid from the back of his head to his cheek. It didn't escape me that our hold on each other was more intimate than it probably should be, but I wasn't ready to let him go. "I didn't like the way you reacted. I didn't mean to hurt you. I know you didn't know that at the time, but you intentionally tried to hurt me to get back at me."