Juliet Marillier Quotes

You fight so hard, so long, to cut someone out of your heart, but it’s not always your heart that betrays you.

Now that my ladder's gone, I must lie down where all my ladders start, In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart.

The heart less bounding at emotion new, The hope, once crushed, less quick to spring again.

Told herself likewise not to hope. But it was too late. Hope had already entered.

You can't," I murmured, swallowing the tears back with great effort. "You can't keep saving me, can't keep trying to. It's too late." "No," he said. His heart was in his eyes, and it was ripping mine apart. "Not for you. Never.

It was the momentary yielding of a nature that had been disappointed from the dawn of its perceptions, but had not quite given up all its hopeful yearnings yet.

And no. I must not go on thinking. For the pain will never go away. You just go on and live. In the dust of desertion. Still falling where last I loved.

I've tried that love thing for the last time. My heart says no, no! Nobody's supposed to be here, but you came along and changed my mind

Dreaming led to disappointment, and disappointment to a kind of depressed funk that wasn’t easy to shake. Better to stay in the gray than get eaten by the dark.

Buried beneath disappointment and fear, anger and pride, I just might find it in my heart to forgive.

I guess my life hasn’t always been happy, or easy, or exactly what I want. At a certain point, I just have to try not to think too much about certain things, or else they’ll break my heart.

Life will not break your heart. It'll crush it.

My heart got broken so many times because I put so much pressure on it. And then... I got blindsided.

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

Get used to disappointment.

I thought that we were getting somewhere, but we're still nowhere at all. I watch your tail lights fading, I try but a tear won't fall.

The certainty that she would find what it was she sought just slipped away, until one night she knew there was nothing, no one waiting for her. That no matter how far she walked, how carefully she searched, how much she wanted to find the person she was looking for, she was alone" - The Forgotten Garden

Life delivers far less disappointment when your expectations are low.

What's the use coming home to get the blues over what can't be helped.

Life is just this way, broken, and I am crazy to hope for something else.

What do you know of my heart? What do you know of anything but your own suffering. For weeks, Marianne, I've had this pressing on me without being at liberty to speak of it to a single creature. It was forced on me by the very person whose prior claims ruined all my hope. I have endured her exultations again and again whilst knowing myself to be divided from Edward forever. Believe me, Marianne, had I not been bound to silence I could have provided proof enough of a broken heart, even for you.

I can't set my hopes too high, 'Cause every hello ends with a goodbye.

Life is full of its disappointments, and I suppose the art of being happy is to disguise them as illusions.

It isn't up to me to break his heart; that's time's job.