Gin Wigmore Quotes

Those that have had great passions esteem themselves for the rest of their lives fortunate and unfortunate in being cured of them.

There are very few people who are not ashamed of having been in love when they no longer love each other.

'Balthazar' is very much about the title hero having to choose between his past and his future. For the first time in a long time, he has a chance to be happy - with Skye. But he has this terrible tendency to set himself up for heartbreak, in part because he punishes himself for his past.

Being proposed to all is very nice and all that sort of thing, but it isn’t at all a happy thing when you have to see a poor fellow, whom you know loves you honestly, going away and looking all broken-hearted, and to know that, no matter what he may say at the moment, you are passing quite out if his life

No one teaches you how to walk away from someone who you know loves you. NO one teaches you how to say good-bye.

Now I am sober and there's only the hangover and the memory of love.

She loves you," the Prince cried. "She loves you still and you love her, so think of that--think of this too: in all this world, you might have been happy, genuinely happy. Not one couple in a century has that chance, not really, no matter what the storybooks say, but you could have had it, and so, I would think, no one will ever suffer a loss as great as you.

With some break-ups, all you can think about afterwards is how badly it ended and how much the other person hurt you. With others, you become sentimental for the good times and lose track of what went wrong.

Maybe some things are better left broken and scattered Veiled in darkness, secret bitterness and self-doubt I should have known better Than to start something that I couldn't finish That I couldn't care about That I couldn't remember starting in the first place I don't want to know you You went years without me You might as well keep going.

In love, you pay as you leave.

You asked why I couldn't forgive you," Nick said, very quietly, and I jumped a little. "It was because you were the love of my life, Harper. And you didn't want to be. That's hard to let go.

Goodbye- please don't cry/we both know that I'm not what you need. But I will always love you.

Time cast a spell on you but you won't forget me, I know I could have loved you, but you would not let me. I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you, you'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

I was born when I met you, now I'm dying to forget you

Why didn't he say goodbye? I gave myself a bruise. Why didn't he say 'I love you'?

..."better to have loved and lost" bullshit. Don't show me paradise and then burn it down.

Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?

And there, in that phrase, the bitterness leaks again out of my pen. What a dull lifeless quality this bitterness is. If I could I would write with love, but if I could write with love I would be another man; I would never have lost love.

Lost love is still love.

It's a shame, she had me convinced that she could've been a dime. I guess I lost another one to the wintertime.

Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all.

All my life I've always been so blue, born to lose, and now I'm losing you.

When love turns away, now, I don't follow it. I sit and suffer, unprotesting, until I feel the tread of another step.

I'm not asking you to forgive me. I'll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me, I'll laugh at myself for being an idiot. There's one thing I do know... and that is that I love you, Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we're alike. Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd. But able to look things in the eyes as we call them by their right names.