If you love her, never fill her ears with lies, her mouth with words, her eyes with tears, her mind with confusion and her heart with pain.
I self-destruct every relationship so that I don't get hurt, but in reality I just hurt myself worse in the long run.
I cut myself in the finger, and it pains me: this finger is a part of me. I see a friend hurt, and it hurts me, too: my friend and I are one.
If we deny the love that is given to us, we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.
When love is real, it doesn't lie, cheat, pretend, hurt you or make you feel unwanted. It's supposed to be a cure to all your worries.
You've got to believe you are worth more than being repeatedly hurt by someone who doesn't really care about you.
Loving someone who doesn't love you back is like hugging a cactus. The tighter you hold on, the more it hurts.
It's not the goodbye that hurts. It's the flashbacks and the memories that follow.
Another person will not hurt you without your cooperation; you are hurt the moment you believe yourself to be.
Surely the saddest thing in the world is falling out of love - if once one has ever fallen in.
Music I heard with you was more than music, and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; all that was once so beautiful is dead.
I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.
You think I have no feelings, and that I can do without one bit of love or kindness; but I cannot live so: and you have no pity.
And he that shuts out love, in turn shall be shut out from love, and on her threshold lie howling in outer darkness.