It’s the oldest story in the world. One day you’re 17 and planning for someday. And then quietly and without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life. Albert Camus once wrote, 'Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.'…
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Quotes tagged ‘Broken Hearts’
The hope that starts the broken hearts.
Yvonne 'Vee' Parker: You break my heart. Tasha 'Taystee' Jefferson: Might be true... if you had one.
— Jenji Kohan, Tasha 'Taystee' Jefferson, Danielle Brooks, imdb.com
Just let me keep the last piece of my heart before you tear it all apart.
I started writing cheating songs when I was too young to have any idea what I was writing about—broken hearts and things like that. I just think it was something I already knew, something I had experienced in another lifetime.
Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks. For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.
Maybe broken hearts can mend more easily than broken hands and eyes.
People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it’s the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.
I am hard on myself. But isn’t it better to be honest about these things before someone else can use them against you? Before someone else can break your heart? Isn’t it better to break it yourself?
So here’s my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love – love you never even knew you were capable of – supposed to go?
You have lived on broken hearts all your life.
Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks. For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.
Broken hearts are like broken legs. They needn’t be fatal. Only a foolish person doesn’t leave the heart open for the joy and pain of love again.
There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.
Love lasts about seven years. That’s how long it takes for the cells of the body to totally replace themselves.
Do you know the best thing about broken hearts? They can only really break once the rest is just scratches.
People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it’s the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.
People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it’s the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.
We all get our hearts broken. We get fucked up and throw up and we cry and listen to sad songs and say we’re never doing that again. But to be alive is to do it again. To love is to risk everything.
It is hard to keep trying to fix something convinced it is not broken. It is hard to love a heart that is not always open.