What a selfish boy you are. You wished for the world but all you received were the skies.
He felt himself now, as he had often fancied other people, adrift on the stream, and far removed from control of it, a man with no grasp upon circumstances any longer. Old battered man loafing at the...
(n.) Sorrow; anguish of mind; mental pang.
The world's supply of heartache is secure. There's love and hate and mayhem everywhere.
The beating of my heart stops when your gone, my heart herts when your voise is not speaking. This proves my love for you so never leave me.
But now its too late,And I am so broken,I don't want to carry the weight,Of the words unspoken...
Don't live life hiding behind your past. Live for the moment. When you find someone you want to spend forever with, you don't let them go, whether forever turns out to be a day, a year or fifty years
A week later, I walked to Gwyneth’s house. She and Dorothy and I shared tea and we wept for Jacob. We talked. We smiled a little. Then I left and waited for Cullah, and thought what a great emptiness...
But as the years passed, he missed her more not less, and his need for her became a cut that would not scar over, would not stop leaking.
Doctoring her seemed to her as absurd as putting together the pieces of a broken vase. Her heart was broken. Why would they try to cure her with pills and powders?
Don’t be with him, don’t want him, don’t go with him. Be with me. Want me. Stay with me.I don’t know how to be without 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.
It's not the loving that hurts this girl; it's the understanding of it for what it is, that it will never be returned in the same way, that threatens to destroy her. But to unload the words - I love y...
Love doesn't leave you. Not all at once. It creeps back in, making you think it can be another way, that it can still be another way, and you have to remind yourself of the reasons that it probably wo...
Once I was in the cold dim room, without furniture or carpet or rugs, only a dollhouse that wasn't as wonderful as the original, I opened the tall and narrow closet door and began my ascent up the ste...
Only I had dry eyes, a dry heart.
Sorry. Don't need sorry. Not in this house. Sorry laid the hearth here. Sorry ways and sorry people and heavensent grief and heartache to make you pine for your death.
Teddy wondered, and not for the first time, not by a long shot, if this was the day that missing her would finally be too much for him.
The cracks in your heart are there so the light can shine through.
The sun, the hero of every day, the impersonal old man that beams as brightly on death as on birth, came up every morning and raced across the blue dome and dipped into the sea of fire every evening.
You must stay away from the one who brings nothing but heartache and death. Do you hear me? He brings nothing but death. Always has.
Showing 141 to 160 of 160 results