Gratitude is the best food to start and sustain you. Hankering creates hunger, unhappiness, bellyache, headache and heartache - and often leaves a bitter taste
He knows her like man knows earth, touching the surface but unaware of her depth.
(n.) Sorrow; anguish of mind; mental pang.
TIL KINGDOM COME you'll be the one. FOR YOU theres NO MORE KEEPING MY FEET ON THE GROUND. My head is in the clouds NOW MY FEET WONT TOUCH THE GROUND. LIFE IS FOR LIVING and i cant live until i have st...
My heart is sair-I dare na tell,My heart is sair for Somebody.
The world was simply too cruel; how could I survive?
You believe the sun will reappear after a stormy day, so why is it so hard to believe, you'll experience happiness after every heartache.
Lust makes you weak, passion makes you strong, love makes you brave, and heartache makes you wise.
I may tear you apart but I'll put you back together.
Bruised, beaten, shaken, weakened, tossed, thrown, lost, alone, heard, helped, healed, hope... it still works.
When you can share the lessons you learnt through tears and heartache and others find life in it and are better off for it, then beauty has come out of those ashes.
Oh yes, even I cry. Just not over you. Who is "you?" The one who has to ask or the one who doesn't?
I never thought a little time and space would turn into miles and worlds apart
The more you try to protect yourself from love, the more pain you bring to yourself and those that love you
He needs a looser association. He needs something that implies a man who wants the ice shard to remain in his chest, who's learned to love the sensation of being pierced.
There is enough heartache and sorrow in this life without our adding to it through our own stubbornness, bitterness, and resentment.
If you can weep with your words, the meaning of your heart can be written forever
Turn off your phone, and your computer and your mind. Find your heart center and send it compassion. See the holiness in everyone you meet. Honor it.Know your worth. Know your worth. Know your worth.A...
In my sleep I have my nightmares, awake I have my thoughts, I am not sure which is worse.
Though sorrow may impede my heart,It is of great love to have known you.
I had heard the wind from the mountains calling me last night, telling me it was my time to go, and I woke up, knowing what to do.