Martina McBride Quotes

To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.

Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases.

The big relationships you make in your life are with those that you love and if things do go wrong then it's a source of great pain and that lasts.

The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel the pain.

Love hurts more than hate.

The moment something happens to one you love, it's twenty times more intense. You experience pain and enlightenment on a much vaster scale.

Love and pain become one in the same in the eyes of a wounded child.

Love hurts, love scars, love wounds, and mars.

There's the idea that love is supposed to hurt, but it really shouldn't hurt.

Small things such as this have saved me: how much I love my mother — even after all these years. How powerfully I carry her within me. My grief is tremendous but my love is bigger. So is yours. You are not grieving your son’s death because his death was ugly and unfair. You’re grieving it because you loved him truly. The beauty in that is greater than the bitterness of his death.

To love the world is to be afflicted.

When you truly know the meaning of the word love, you will also know the meaning of the word pain.

Prosperity, pleasure and success, may be rough of grain and common in fibre, but sorrow is the most sensitive of all created things. There is nothing that stirs in the whole world of thought to which sorrow does not vibrate in terrible and exquisite pulsation. The thin beaten-out leaf of tremulous gold that chronicles the direction of forces the eye cannot see is in comparison coarse. It is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it, and even then must bleed again, though not in pain.

Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow. Well, perhaps you are right. Perhaps the wise spurn one to remain safe from the other, but I should rather choose to have my eyes burnt in their sockets than to have been born without.

You cannot pluck love out of your heart as you would pull a tooth.

Great love, you believe, carries the seeds of great sorrow.

For the most part, that message hasn't changed a lot over the years - love is still love, and heartbreak is still heartbreak.

For me, 'Amy' is a very dark film about love.

Love and despair go hand in hand.

I think loss of loved ones is the hardest blow in life.

Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

I've always said you have to go through a lot of heartache in life to feel joy.

People still do fall in and out of love and can and cannot express what they feel and are very much pained because the person they love is with somebody else. That's happening the whole world over, and I think it always has been.

How can we love days that are filled with sorrow? We can't - at least not in the moment.