Dinah Maria Mulock Quotes

Love is brief: forgetting lasts so long.

The truth is simple, you do not die from love. You only wish you did.

I hate you for all the years I 'll have to live without you. How can a heart hurt this much and still go on beating? How can I feel this bad without dying from it? I 've bruised my knees with praying to have you back. None of my prayers have been answered. I tried to send them up to heaven but they 're trapped here on earth, like bobwhites beneath the snow. I try to sleep and it's like I 'm suffocating. Where have you gone? Once you said that if I wasn't with you, it wouldn't be heaven. I can't let go of you. Come back and haunt me. Come back.

Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed For a dream's sake.

I shouldn't care what you suffered. I care nothing for your sufferings. Why shouldn't you suffer? I do! Will you forget me? Will you be happy when I am in the earth? Will you say twenty years hence, "That's the grave of Catherine Earnshaw? I loved her long ago, and was wretched to lose her; but it is past. I've loved many others since: my children are dearer to me than she was; and, at death, I shall not rejoice that I am going to her: I shall be sorry that I must leave them!" Will you say so, Heathcliff?

I've lost the one girl I found.

Oh, seek, my love, your newer way; I'll not be left in sorrow. So long as I have yesterday, Go take your damned tomorrow!

There is always some regret when we accept that love has moved away from us

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.

If I place love above everything, it is because for me it is the most desperate, the most despairing state of affairs imaginable.

I just like to sing for people who have lost love.

I cannot love as I have loved, And yet I know not why; It is the one great woe of life To feel all feeling die.

Our own sorrows seem heavy enough, even when lifted by certain long-term joys. But watching others hurt is the breaker of most any heart.

When you love someone, and you've lost that one, then nothing really matters.

I'm from Oklahoma City, and there's a statue across from the site of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building of Jesus. It's called 'Jesus Wept.' And I love this statue because it's a statue of Jesus with his head in his hand. And his sadness and his pain at some of the choices that are made here - that just breaks his heart.

I can speak for everybody in saying we've all been through a breakup to where you didn't want it to be over.

I felt the unfairness of it, the inarguable injustice of loving someone who might have loved you back but can't due to deadness.

Despair is part of love.

Then she was pressing her little proud broken self against his face, as close as she could get, and then they died.

Our love is strong. Why carry on without me?

You shoulda left the other day You let me beg for you to stay

The truth is... I gave my heart away a long time ago, my whole heart... and I never really got it back.

There was a lot they didn’t tell you about death, she had discovered, and one of the biggies was how long it took the ones you loved most to die in your heart.