Heart Loss Quotes

No child is born with a really cold heart, and it is only in proportion as we lose that youthful heart that we lose the inner warmth in ourselves.

Relationships always sounded so physically painful: you fell in love, you broke a heart, you lost your head. Was it any wonder that people came through the experience with battle scars?

I went to San Francisco. I found someone’s heart.

But although she was with family and friends, she'd never felt more alone. She felt as if she'd lost a vital part of herself and she had - her heart.

I watch my heart disappearing into her rosebud mouth. My Valentine's jest somehow seems less funny.

The Very first moment I beheld him, my heart was irrevocably gone.

Throughout my lifetime I've left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there's almost barely enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent.

Do not lose your heart to a faery prince. It never ends well.

The girl she said, I didn’t tell you this because it was a small thing, but little girls, they leave their hearts at home when they walk outside. Hearts are so precious. They don’t want to lose them.

I told you I set no limits on my love for you. I don't. Yet I have never expected you to offer me your body. It was the whole of your heart, all for myself, that I sought. Even though I've never had a right to it. For you gave it away ere ever you saw me.

There are quiet ways to die where the body just doesn’t notice that the heart is gone.

My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.

A love story is not about those who lost their heart but about those who find that sullen inhabitant who, when it is stumbled upon, means the body can fool no one, can fool nothing—not the wisdom of sleep or the habit of social graces. It is a consuming of oneself and the past.

Love isn't always pretty. Sometimes you spend all your time hoping it'll eventually be something different. Something better. Then, before you know it, you're back to square one, and you lost your heart somewhere along the way.

I've lost much of my heart and the spark or fire that once 'created,' or produced, the art of fiction.

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.

I would be a fool to lose my heart to him, but I am tempted more each day.