Hurt Quotes - Page 16

You're the optimist all the way through, pretending to be a pessimist on the inside, because you can act like it hurts less if you say you knew all along it was going to go down like that.

An Abyss is a deep and terrible chasm. What’s a chasm? A deep gash in the rocks.

I’m learning persistence and the closing of doors, the way the seasons come and go as I keep walking on these roads, back and forth, to find myself in new time zones, new arms with new phrases and new goals. And it hurts to become, hurts to find out about the poverty and gaps, the widow and the leavers. It hurts to accept that it hurts and it hurts to learn how easy it is for people to not need other people. Or how easy it is to need other people but that you can never build a home in someone’s arms because they will let go one day and you must build your own.

And then I realized that the close people to my heart, are actually the ones who hurt me the most.

What was it like to lose him?" Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:It was like hearing every goodbye ever said tome—said all at once.

When sadness knows the reason of tears, heart prepares to carry the ache for years

Every hurt buried deepin the mindhas an uncanny abilityto surface and make its presence feltwhen I am feeling low, hugging me like a long lost friend

The last thing I wanted was to fall in love because, deep down, I remembered that love hurt.

I know that feeling when your heart repels your body, not new for me.

SUICIDE... Is to have the freedom to choose; when, where and how to die.

For a moment we glared at each other, stubborn as cats on the stable wall, full of mutual resentment and something darker, the old sense between sisters that there is only really room in the world for one girl. The sense that every fight could be to the death.

Sunglasses are best invention of this worldThey hide eyes,which speak more then words

so the poem hurt you.it was supposed to.

Forgive and set your self free. When we forgive, we heal our own anger and hurt and are able to let love lead again. It's like spring cleaning for our heart.

...our souls may be consumed by shadows, but that doesn't mean we have to behave as monsters.

Hi, I’m Jude Ryder Jamieson,” he began, extending his hand. I took it, shaking it. He held onto it when I tried to pull it back. “My mom left when I was thirteen. My dad’s serving a life sentence for killing a young kid. I spent the last five years in a boys’ home being bullied, beat, and abused by the kids, the staff, and even the goddamn dog. I sold drugs. I did drugs. I got arrested. A lot. I screwed a lot of faceless women.” He paused, sucking in a breath. “And then I met one whose face I couldn’t forget. I fell in love with her. I hurt her because I fell in love with her and was afraid she was going to leave me the way everyone else had.” He lifted his other hand, cradling mine between his. “I still love her.

winter is no stranger to cold hearts.

In the moment when you are hurt…Sit with yourself, let yourself feel the hurt, acknowledge the shames it touched and accept them. Hug yourself, let yourself cry. Let yourself Shout. Let it all out. No it's not lame. Embrace your shames. But do not go and sink with them. You are a fighter, turn them around.You will grow through it, if you Let yourself. And once you have gone past it all, don't forget to look back and appreciate the growth.Thank the pain and always keep Gratitude above Hurtitude.

Mistakes happen and life is full of twists and turns, but you mustn’t let any set backs hold you back from moving forward. Life is too short to dwell on things that have gone wrong.

I tried cutting myself to express my heartbreak over Tommy (Lord Flood) rejecting me, but OMFG it hurts like flaming fuck.

The problem isn't that they all speak bad about me. The problem is that they all feel comfortable speaking bad about me to you.

While McMurphy laughs. Rocking farther and farther backward against the cabin top,spreading his laugh across the water. Laughing at the girl,at the guys, at George,at me sucking my bleeding thumb, at the captain back at the pier and the bicycle rider and the service station guys and the five thousand houses and the Big Nurse and all of it. Because he knows you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep yourself in balance, just to keep the world from running you plumb crazy. He know's there's a painful side; he knows my thumb smarts and his girl friend has a bruised breast and the doctor is losing his glasses, but he won't let the pain blot out the humor no more'n he'll let the humor blot out the pain.

Please, please don't try hurting me, my friends.I wouldn't forgive myself If I had to kill you all.

I gave him my heart without thinking how it would feel if he returned it.

If you want your Demons to go away quit using the words they taught you to say

We sometimes have to experience pain for us to have a story to tell.

What did you do to her?” There were a thousand things he’d

All notions of probable innocence aside, he seemed more at ease again, though somewhat more alert than before. Rudolf looked at her, more serious now.“A lot of men who kill have got a reason for what they do. Some are forced into it or have a threat hanging over their heads, natural inclinations they can’t ignore or a festering hatred caused by someone or something.”Cassia wondered about hatred and that fire of anger that smouldered inside of her, wanting to see the Nemorans slaughtered for what they did to her sisters. She didn’t just want justice, she wanted vengeance. Yet, she felt that went beyond hatred into hurt and the desire to protect others from their violence.

I don't know is she loves me anymore, or if she hates me, or if she just don't care one way or the other, she ain't showing a thing to me since. Sooth, friendly, nothing. It's all I deserve after what I did to her.

I knew I’d be troubled, but who knew awhile meant forever?

It is painful to see someone suffering what you must be suffering- watching someone you love be so cruelly hurt.

It is better to stay single and wait for the one that makes sense then to marry someone that makes absolutely no sense. The moment you settle is when the one person that makes all the sense in the world shows up and Satan sits back and enjoys your spiritual meltdown.

You know what hurts the most? It's when someone made you feel special yesterday and behaves as if you don't exist today.

He was afraid of letting anyone know of his love, because if life had taught him anything, it was that love wasn’t a prize, it was a weapon. And he was so tired of being hurt.

All my life I wanted to be accepted.

We will remember the hurt, the injustice, and the trauma, but we can forgive the sinner.

I don't know the perfect thing to say when a person is hurting but I do know the last thing they want to hear are reasons they shouldn't be hurting.

Understanding doesn't leave room for anger, hurt or fear.

They might say that i am crazy or out of my mind to made such decision in my life. But they need to remember that must think twice before once say. Cause it might hurt someone for no specific reason.

Everybody gets hurt. Sometimes a big hurt, sometimes a little hurt. But the person who's suffered a lot isn't especially strong. And the person who's been hurt a little isn't especially weak. What's important is being able to get over it.

ALYCE: 'Gracie's got brown hair, like me. She's about the same height, too. People notice her. I think it's her voice. It's always louder than you expect and covered with laughter.I was surprised when she said she didn't want to work with me. I don't know Gracie very well, but I remember once in Year 3 she gave me an invitation to her party. She spelt my name right. Everyone always spells it with an 'i', even the teachers. Ever since then I thought she would be nice. I never thought she'd look at me like I was nothing.

I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to me for rescue, yet clings to its abductor.

Fake love, is just as damaging as open hate.

Sometimes even stuff you expect to happen can still hurt

If you can understand human behavior, it can’t hurt you nearly as much.

Our bodies are made of supernova dust, the epitome of ultimate destruction and shatter. And though we are whole, beings with bodies and souls, with cosmos in our eyes and black heart holes, we love as fiercely as the force of creation.

I could never hurt him enough to make his betrayal stop hurting. And it hurts, in every part of my body.

Accidents happen. Our bones shatter, our skin splits, our hearts break. We burn, we drown, we stay alive.

Alone in the forest, Katsa sat on a stump and cried. She cried like a person whose heart is broken and wondered how, when two people loved each other, there could be such a broken heart.

Dads. It’s time to tell our kids that we love them. Constantly. It’s time to show our kids that we love them. Constantly. It’s time to take joy in their twenty-thousand daily questions and their inability to do things as quickly as we’d like. It’s time to take joy in their quirks and their ticks. It’s time to take joy in their facial expressions and their mispronounced words. It’s time to take joy in everything that our kids are.

Everybody, he mused had everything worked out. Except me

All my past heartache and pain suddenly made sense. That was who I would not be to the person who deserves the best of me.

Time does not heal old wounds. New ones do.

Tears are handy for washing away troubling and sad feelings. But when you grow up, you'll learn that there are things so sad, they can never be washed away by tears. That there are painful memories that should never be washed away. So people who are truly strong laugh when they want to cry. They endure all of the pain and sorrow while laughing with everybody else.

My soul hurts.

When you betray someone, First you betray to yourself who speak somewhere inside you that you are good human

Some situations are just like bad dreams, they're only unbearable while we're giving them our full attention.

She is not with me this grief is not bigger then this relax that she is with her choice

Pain can either thrust me into the arms of Jesus or make me turn my back on Him. Either way, it's a choice.

Isn't it always the things that you can't see that hurt you?