Montesquieu Quotes

I wasn't in any super duper serious relationships growing up, but yeah, I know what that heartbreak feels like.

She didn't know how much she'd been hoping that he still loved her, until she felt how much it hurt to realize he didn't.

I've often been the guy who doesn't get the girl.

Love is suffering. One side always loves more.

The tragedy is not that love doesn't last. The tragedy is the love that lasts.

It is almost always a fault of one who loves not to realize when he ceases to be loved.

Hell, madam, is to love no longer.

It's probably the worst feeling in the world, when you're deeply and madly in love with a woman and you know she's not feeling you the same way, and you don't know why.

We were both in love with him. I fell out of love with him, but he didn't.

I think many people can relate to that excruciating pain of love gone wrong. I'd rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.

I was adored once too.

There's so many other things to write about than unrequited love.

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.

I only had one boyfriend my whole life, and I never loved him.

When I hear heartbreak songs, I always feel like, 'O.K. that's exactly how I feel... I'm not the only person who fell in love like a stupid person.'

They say that breaking up is hard to do, now I know, I know that it's true.

The sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.

It's not the loving that hurts this girl; it's the understanding of it for what it is, that it will never be returned in the same way, that threatens to destroy her. But to unload the words - "I love you" - on an innocent party who didn't ask for it, to reach across the dark space and touch him - it's like the world she knows could end if she dared speak these words, dared make such a move.

You asked why I couldn't forgive you," Nick said, very quietly, and I jumped a little. "It was because you were the love of my life, Harper. And you didn't want to be. That's hard to let go.

But oh, to him I loved Who loved me not at all,I owe the little open gate That led thru heaven's wall.

Why is love so good...? You love someone and they leave. They come home one day and you say "What's happening?" and they say, "I got a better offer someplace else," and there they go, out of your life forever, and after that until you're dead you're carrying around this huge hunk of love with no one to give it to. And if you do find someone to give it to, the same thing happens all over.

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

He never could have loved me, or he would not have resigned me so willingly