Lou Rawls Quotes

Must being in love always mean being in pain?

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another.

The blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.

It hurts to love. It's like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.

Romantic love is painful.

There's no love without pain.

I want to believe you, but if that's true, I just don't get it. Why does loving somebody mean you have to hurt them just as much? I mean, if that's the way it goes, what's the point of loving someone?

A relationship can give you a gut wrenching feeling sometimes. It's a real emotional ride.

In regards to your love life, you're just entering into a whole of pain if you talk about it. If you've never said anything, there are no sound bites to haunt you when you're crying into a box of Kleenex after it all goes wrong.

Love is agony, isn't it? I've been involved with someone for some time now, but it's all so complicated. It's never straightforward is it? You meet someone, you fall in love, it's the most wonderful thing ever but... There's always something that's not quite right about love, isn't there?

I remember learning as a kid that love meant loneliness and confusion.

The sweetness of love is short-lived, but the pain endures.

You lit into me last night. You said what I did was stupid. - That's what my head said. But my heart... My stupid heart... Her voice broke. It was singing.

Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed.

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

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

He stared at her fists and at her face and said with upset incredulity, "You promised me you would forgive me-" "Forgive you,"Tatiana hissed through her teeth, tears streaming down her face, "for your brave and indifferent face, Alexander!" She groaned in pain. "Not for your brave and indifferent heart.

Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, I just don't think it'd understand.

in the caves of my heart, where pain taps out its rhythms and sorrow sets its loss, i am without direction.

November Rain is a song about not wanting to be in a state of having to deal with unrequited love.

I thought that jealousy was an idea. It isn't. It's a pain. But I didn't feel as they do in a Broadway melodrama. I didn't want to kill anybody. I just wanted to die.