Ann Aguirre Quotes

Everyone has something wrong. And for a while, her heart just sort of flat lined.

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

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

Do you know the best thing about broken hearts? They can only really break once the rest is just scratches.

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.

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

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

When your world has shattered, ain't nothing else matters. It ain't over, it's only love and that's all.

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

I am crying, he thought, opening his eyes to stare through the soapy, stinging water. I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater. But he wasn't crying. Curiously, he felt too depressed to cry. Too hurt. It felt as if she'd taken the part of him that cried.

My heart is broken,” she goes. “It’s turned to a piece of stone. I’m no good. That’s what’s as bad as anything, that I’m no good anymore.

I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem.

You will lose someone you can’t live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.

Now something so sad has hold of us that the breath leaves and we can't even cry.

I don't understand why I'm not dead. When your heart breaks, you should die

As it turns out, you can function while your heart is being torn to shreds.

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.

And often the worst thing wasn't the victims--they were dead, after all, and beyond any more pain. The worst thing was those who loved them and survived them. Often the walking dead from now on, shell-shocked, hearts ruptured, stumbling through the remainder of their lives without anything left inside of them but blood and organs, impervious to pain, having learned nothing except that the worst things did, in fact, sometimes happen. (Mystic River)

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.

and now, all these years later, it seem to him that the most horrible fact of human existence was that broken hearts mended

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

Raven has lost deeply, again and again, and she, too, has buried herself. There are pieces of her scattered all over. Her heart is nestled next to a small set of bones buried beside a frozen river, which will emerge with the spring thaw, a skeleton ship rising out of the water”.

There are quiet ways to die where the body just doesn’t notice that the heart is gone.

It’s like the grief has been covered over with some kind of blanket. It’s still there, but the sharpest edges are .. muffled, sort of. Then, ever now and then, I lift the corner of the blanket just to check, and .. whoa! Like a knife! I’m not sure that will ever change.