Carlos Ruiz Zafon Quotes

My heart's been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.

A broken heart is never a tragedy. Only untimely death is a tragedy.

A heart weighs more when it splits in two; it crashes in the chest like a broken plane.

Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you’re lagging, I may remember him!

They say that time heals a broken heart, but time has stood still since we've been apart.

From the way that people have always talked about your heart being broken, it sort of seemed to be a one-time thing. Mine seemed to break all the time.

This is how your heart gets snagged, like a balloon on a barbed-wire fence, this is where pieces of you get torn away.

Your heart can break at any age.

If it works out, it's the best thing in the world. If it doesn't work out, it's like having your heart torn out and chopped up into little pieces while you watch. It leaves a big hollow space that never really heals.

You don't get over a broken heart/ You just learn to carry it gracefully.

The things that break your heart when you think there's nothing left to break

There were only so many ways a man‟s heart could break, and he had a feeling his couldn‟t survive another puncture.

The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.

I'd rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.

We have the idea that our hearts, once broken, scar over with an indestructible tissue that prevents their ever breaking again in quite the same place.

My desire to live is as intense as ever, and though my heart is broken, hearts are made to be broken: that is why God sends sorrow into the world.

Hold on to the love, not the loss.

This time her heart would not break, even though it would hurt and hurt for a long time to come. Perhaps for the rest of her life. But it would not break. She had the strength to go on alone.

The heart was made to be broken.

Only love can break your heart.

Somewhere in all the snow, she could see her broken heart, in two pieces.

He may be out of my life physically, but he’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let him go even if I tried. Alex took a piece of my heart, but that doesn’t mean my life has to be on hold. I can’t keep running after ghosts.

People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True sorrow is a thing of fire, and rock. It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of mountains. It destroys, and even if you keep breathing, keep going, you die.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.