Sigmund Freud Quotes

We are never so defensless against suffering as when we love.

We get divorce, we get conned, someone we love dies, or we can't find anybody to love us or somebody breaks our heart and we realize this fairy tale ain't fair. So we suffer.

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.

In reality, in love there is a permanent suffering which joy neutralizes, renders virtual delays, but which can at any moment become what it would have become long earlier if one had not obtained what one wanted -- atrocious.

The loss of love is a terrible thing; They lie who say that death is worse.

The loss of love is the loss of all rights, even though one had them all.

Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases.

There is no love without suffering.

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

I think there's always a bit of pain in everything that's ecstatic - relationships and love, they always come with pain.

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.

Mother's Day is a torment if your mother is dead. Valentine's Day is a torment if you don't got one. And at some point in our lives, we will be tormented by Valentine's Day even if we're relatively lucky in love.

Love hurts, love scars, love wounds, and mars.

Romantic love is painful.

Obviously, I've been heartbroken. We all know what that feels like.

There are only two kinds of pain: too much love or too little.

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

Every time you see him, you only make yourself vulnerable to further heartache. Do you really need further proof that he's getting on with his life without you?

Well in case you failed to notice, In case you failed to see, This is my heart bleeding before you, This is me down on my knees These foolish games are tearing me apart Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking my heart

He was at his own request and through his own complicity driven out of all his happinesses one after the other; and he had this sorrow, that after having lost Cosette wholly in one day, he was afterwards obliged to lose her again in detail.

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.

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