Quotes Tagged "hurt"

The reason I am single is that I gave my all to people who are not giving me a chance.

Hate is a terrible thing. It's a wasteful, stupid emotion. You can hate someone with all your heart, but it'll never do them a bit of harm. The only person it hurts is you. You can spend your days hating, letting it eat away at you, and the person you hate will go on living just the same. So, what's the point?

The different between man and women is… When you have done a man you are dating wrong. They want to destroy your outer beauty so that no one is attracted to you. When you have done a women you are dating wrong. They want to destroy your life, so that you will never be happy or alive.

NEVER DOUBT THE POWER OF PAIN. PAIN CAN HELP YOU SEE LIFE WITH CLARITY, IT CAN BOOST YOUR MIND AND INCREASE CREATIVITY, AND IT CAN HELP YOU ACHIEVE SUCCESS AND PROSPERITY.

You think being dead inside is bad until someone brings you back to life and stabs you in the chest without the intention of killing you.

My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.

There was no one to be seen so she gave in freely to her sobs as she made her way home, pressed her arms against her stomach; the pain lodged in there like an ill-tempered foetus. Let a person in and he hurts you. There was a reason why she kept her relationships brief. Don't let them in. Once they're inside they have more potential to hurt you. Comfort yourself. You can live with the anguish as long as it only involves yourself. As long as there is no hope.

It's not other people that hurt us, but what we feel about them

It’s funny how many ways there are to hurt people. As many ways to hurt as there are species of flower. Whole bouquets of hurt.

Like a tent she had an open slit and she was sick of men trying to build lamps inside her. If a lamp was to be built, no one could see the naked wick.

To love is to open oneself up for vulnerabilities To love is to open oneself up for uncertainties

Never try to make excuses for people. Sometimes a person might be good, but not be good for you. Other times, a person’s not good because they’re just not good - all they bring you is heartaches, misery and all things undeserving. And you need to understand that it’s alright for a person to be bad and that not even you can change them, unless they want to.

You should not have to rip yourself into pieces to keep others whole.

Push too far into independence and we disconnect and hurt each other. Then in a longing for togetherness, we seek each other out; fumbling around for the warmth of the other. Push too far into intimacy and we get afraid of losing ourselves in it and head the other way. It is the ongoing interplay between independence and intimacy.

She puts her head on his shoulder, and for a second, it's like the other good night, the night of the bonfire, the brief lifting of the yoke, freedom from the circle: Marco hurting Anna, Anna hurting Ted, Ted hurting Rachel, these endless rounds of jealousy and harm.

There were many things she could have said, but we forget to forge armor against the knife-thrusts of our loved ones.

Don't create the illusion! You create it so carefully with your chosen material to console yourself with it afterwards. Remember how you used to be, you were all right, you were perfectly sound, you don't need anyone to survive. Where is your will? Where is that bright future you promised to fulfill?

Gathering the Broken Glasses of a Relationship, has hurt me many-a-times. Simply to realise, if its worth it; I take a step back this time to see if they can do the same just once?

You should be thankful for the hurt That cracks your heart; Because somehow it opens your eyes and awakens your mind…

Because somehow, the sun rises each day. Emerging from the horizon, brighter and more beautiful than the previous day. You'll rise from the horizon too, learning to trust again. Learning to love again. Learning to heal. You'll emerge so bright that the haters will be blinded. And darling, you'll be the sun then, bright and beautiful, but they won't be your sunflowers.