And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
The heart was made to be broken.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.
Tears are words the heart can't express
I hate the moment when suddenly my anger turns into tears
People cry, not because they're weak. It's because they've been strong for too long.
Sometimes you need to run away just to see who will come after you.
She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad. And that’s important—you know
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Every human walks around with a certain kind of sadness. They may not wear it on their sleeves, but it's there if you look deep.
The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel the pain.
Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.
They have no idea what a bottomless pit of misery I am.
Life and death are balanced as it were on the edge of a razor