Christina Perri Quotes

Don't tell me that [broken heartstrings] hurt less than a broken bone, that an ingrown life is something surgeons can cut away, that there's no way for it to metastasize - it does.

Everyone is tortured. Do you know anyone who isn't?

Bullying made me feel insecure, alone, ugly, powerless, and hopeless at times.

A knife, it felt like a knife, and I'd discovered that despite everything that's happened, I still had an endless untapped potential for getting hurt.

The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart

If people could see into my heart, I should almost feel ashamed - all there is cold, cold as ice.

By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard it in an echo of the infuriated cries within him.

Every fear, every night terror, every hour I cried for Liev, every fight with Sebastian is registered as a neat white scar.

My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain.

I don't need more pain in my life. Why did I invite it in? Do I have to feel pain to believe I feel anything at all?

My heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy, and when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change without torture such as you cannot even imagine.

...This fear was unbearable. It unwrapped who she was, as neatly as he'd unwound her bandage, leaving too much pain and ugliness exposed. Nerve endings; he'd said they were the problem [causing phantom pain in the amputated limb]." Things that cut off, that ended abruptly or died--like parents and marriages--kept hurting forever.

I never yet did hear, That the bruis'd heart was pierced through the ear

That is how prison is tearing me up inside. It hurts every day. Every day takes me further from my life.

Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.

Men are much oftener thrown on their knees by the melancholy than by the agreeable passions.

We can never flee the misery that is within us.

People have so much pain inside them that they're not even aware of.

The root of the problem I have is anxiety, and it's all derived from something - I'm just going to say it, some kind of sadness. It manifests in so many different ways and it affects people differently.

The operation left me very emotional. I cry a lot anyway. I've always been the type to feel hurt easily, but now I hit rock bottom.

I just didn't want a musical side of me being prosperous but I'm dying on the inside.

I understand the power of sorrow, and I understand how far it can take us from ourselves if we let it.

I feel hurt and pain times a million, all the time.

I hit my head against the wall because I don't want to know all the terrible things that I know about. I don't want to feel all these wretched things, but they're in me already. If I don't get rid of them, I'm not ever going to feel anything else.

Depression is about as close as you get to somewhere between dead and alive, and it's the worst.