Ella Wheeler Wilcox Quotes

Everything we love goes. So to be able to grieve that loss, to let go, to have that grief be absolutely full, is the only way to have our heart be full and open.

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

He loved me. He loved me, but he doesn't love me anymore, and it's not the end of the world.

Losing love is like a window in your heart.

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

I remember the way we parted, The day and the way we met; You hoped we were both broken-hearted And knew we should both forget.

We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie.

Farewell, Love, and all thy laws for ever.

If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose, If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you, If you don't get drunk on my kiss, If you think you can do better than this then I guess we're done. Let's not drag this on, Consider me gone.

I don't love you anymore. Goodbye.

Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?

For to wish to forget how much you loved someone-- and then, to actually forget-- can feel, at times, like the slaughter of a beautiful bird who chose, by nothing short of grace, to make a habitat of your heart.

No man can love a second time the person whom he has once truly ceased to love.

I don't want to live the rest of my life thinking about you and dreaming of what might have been. Stay with me, Allie.

I think that you never fall out of love with somebody, you just let go and move on.

I'm past it now - love. I can't imagine it happening again.

I had to get over [him]. For months now, a stone had been sitting on my heart. I'd shed a lot of tears over [him], lost a lot of sleep, eaten a lot of cake batter. Somehow, I had to move on. [Life] would be hell if I didn't shake loose from the grip he had on my heart. I most definitely didn't want to keep feeling this way, alone in a love affair meant for two. Even if he'd felt like The One. Even if I'd always thought we'd end up together. Even if he still had a choke chain on my heart.

So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time. As far as I'm concerned you're just another picture to burn.

In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough We once were lov'd, us'd -- well enough, I think, we've far'd, my heart and I.

The heart was made to be broken.

Bitterly I wondered if Hardy was going to overshadow every relationship for the rest of my life, haunting me like a ghost. I didn't know how to let him go. I'd never even had him.

In the end, I'd loved him enough to let go. From afar, I would love him forever.

the end of anything is a relief. In every relationship, even the most valuable, there are certain unpleasant tensions - and the ending of it snaps those taut inner wires.

It is never good dwelling on good-byes ... it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.

Time washes clean, love's wounds unseen.