George Orwell Quotes

They say that time heals a broken heart, but time has stood still since we've been apart.

I wake up every morning and it's like when you break up with somebody who has really broken your heart.

This is ridiculous. It's been months and for some reason I just can't get over us. I'm stronger than this. Enough is enough; no more walking around with my head down, I'm so over being blue crying over you.

Such wounds to the heart will probably never heal. But we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever.

Unfortunately, I can’t run from my heart. It hurts, deep inside my body. And I know I’ll never be the same.

Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you’re lagging, I may remember him!

If someone broke your heart it doesn't mean you should build a wall around it and quit loving. Redirect your love.

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

I just need some time to get over all those years of having liked him

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar? The hearts bleed longest, and heals but to wear That which disfigures it.

No, I don’t live in heartache. I don’t cry myself to sleep or any of that. I am, I tell myself, over it. But I do feel a void, icky as that sounds. And—like it or not—I still think about her every single day.

The bruise on the heart which at first feels incredibly tender to the slightest touch eventually turns all the shades of the rainbow and stops aching. We forget about it. We even forget we have hearts until the next time. And then we wonder how we ever could have forgotten. We think this one is better, because, in fact, we cannot fully remember the time before.

I think every time you get your heart broken, there's a little piece of it that chips away, and I don't think you ever get that piece back. But I think you're able to bandage it with time and with new people and other things that make you happy.

You know she's going to leave my broken heart behind her...

I don't think you can ever fill the empty space with the thing you lost.

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.

Nobody goes through life without having their heart broken and one day you'll wake up and it'll be okay.

The best way to heal a broken heart, it turns out, is to find a way to move past the hurt.

She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory.

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.

There is no grief which time does not lessen and soften.

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.

My heart was broken so badly last time that it still hurts. Isn't that crazy? To still have a broken heart almost two years after a love story ends?

The heart was made to be broken.

Time washes clean, love's wounds unseen.