Alexandra Bracken Quotes

The heart was made to be broken.

I have learned how to love. And it's a terrible thing. I'm broken. My heart is broken. Help me.

It is better for the heart to break, than not to break.

There is no pain like the first time you get your heart broken.

It can take years of tears to melt the hardness that develops in this world, covering our tender, gentler inner selves. Tears for every devastating loss, tears for every humiliating failure, tears for every repeated mistake. Those who honor those tears, and even honor them, are not failures at love but rather its true initiates. First the pain and then the power. First the heart breaks and then it soars.

Love breaks your heart, love takes no less than everything. Love makes it hard, and it fades away so easily.

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

bent like the branches of a tree broken like the pieces of my heart cracked like the seventeenth moon shattered like the glass in the window the day we met

Being brokenhearted is like having broken ribs. On the outside it looks like nothing's wrong, but every breath hurts.

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

The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the constant weight of it brings forth bitterness, the taste and stain from the lees of the vat.

My heart was broken so badly last time that it still hurts. Isn't that crazy? To still have a broken heart almost two years after a love story ends?

Only love can break your heart.

After a certain point, a heart with so many stress fractures can never be anything but broken.

I've never had my heart broken.

Cupcake , you've been breaking my heart for as long as I've known you

There is no grief like heartbreak.

The worst thing a good girl could do to you is break your heart.

O weary hearts! O slumbering eyes! O drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain, Ye shall be loved again.

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.

Have you ever experienced a pain so sharp in your heart that it's all you can do to take a breath? It's a pain you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy; you wouldn't want to pass it on to anyone else for fear he or she might not be able to bear it. It's the pain of being betrayed by a person with whom you've fallen in love. It's not as serious as death, but it feels a whole lot like it, and as I've come to learn, pain is pain any way you slice it.

Don't mind if I fall apart. There's more room in a broken heart.

Hearts can break and never make a sound.