Jamaica Kincaid Quotes

Hearts were made for being broken. There's really no way around it if you want to be a human being.

Everyone falls in love, everyone gets their heart broken.

Parade my trouble in front of you guys? Make you realize that my heart is broken . . . that as long as I live I'll have chains dragging me down to the oceans of sad tears that my feet are wet in already.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung.

This is how your heart gets snagged, like a balloon on a barbed-wire fence, this is where pieces of you get torn away.

I think that's very sad, that I haven't allowed my heart to be broken. I have broken a few.

There is no love without suffering.

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

She went away, she cut me like a knife Hello beautiful thing, maybe you could save my life In just a glance, down here on magic street Loves a fool's dance And I ain't got much sense, but I still got my feet.

D'ye think I don't know?" he asked softly. "It's me that has the easy part now. For if ye feel for me as I do for you-then I'm asking you to tear out your heart and live without it.

My heart is a teacup with hairline cracks. I feel like I have to walk real carefully so it won't get shaken and just all shatter and break.

I've never had my heart broken. And I don't want to have my heart broken. I'm afraid of it. Even when I break someone else's heart, I'm really upset about it. And I'm not even feeling half of what they are.

During the year I stood there I had known was the loss of my heart. While I was in love I was the happiest man on earth.

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 heart was made to be broken.

Indeed — why should I not admit it? — in that moment, my heart was breaking.

My heart is very much alive and in your hands. Do your best not to destroy it. You are very lucky it isn't it my hands... The only thing I know to do with hearts is incinerate them! Ouch!

Where there is love, there is bound to be heartache.

I let down my guard and my heart was as good as gone.

If you love, you will suffer. The only way to protect yourself against suffering is to protect yourself against love - and that is the greatest suffering of all, loneliness.

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

We can't protect ourselves from pain and heartache. In fact, to love - fully, madly, deeply - is the ensure heartache some day.

Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that's sooner or later flooded by the briny water of despair.

It is a blessing as well as a burden to love so much that you can hurt so badly when love is gone.