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Abdur-Rehman Qadeer
People Ignore, People Hurt, People Confuse. But, Nature Talks, Nature Heals, Nature Answers.
Adhish Mazumder
Sometimes all you need is someone who is willing to listen to you without advising or judging you.
Adrian Tchaikovsky
You're not like other Wasps.Aren't I? Aagen smiled, but it was a painful smile. No doubt you've killed my kinsmen by the score.A few, Salma allowed.Well, next time you shed my kinden's blood, think on this: we are but men, no less nor more than other men, and we strive and feel joy and fail as men have always done. We live in the darkness that is the birthright of us all, that of hurt and ignorance, only sometimes... sometimes there comes the sun. He let the bowl fall from his fingers to the floor, watching it spin and settle, unbroken.
Ahmed Mostafa
You're like a band-aid that is slowly ripping off, and I'm still wounded!
Aireen C. Pontillo
Sometimes you like to keep things bottled up, but that is not the best policy.
Aireen C. Pontillo
Sometimes you like to keep stuff bottled up, but that is not the best policy.
Aireen C. Pontillo
When you're full and done with your meal, you can leave the table but clean up your mess before you walk away.
Akanksha Singh
My word stinkof blood and goreof sleepless nightsof invisible demonsof razors and knivesof slashed wristsMy words - they stink.
Akshay Vasu
Do you know something about the broken people? They are exactly like a mirror that is been punched and dropped on the floor into pieces and been joined back together. When you stand in front of them they create hundreds of your reflections, but still none of them complete and the moment you try to touch them they will try to hurt you, not because they don't like your reflection in them, it is just because they are afraid of falling again and breaking into more pieces. If you could only see how it feels to be that broken mirror you would never do something that would break a mirror again.
Akshay Vasu
Stop holding on to the broken pieces of that mirror even after you are bleeding so badly, I agree that the reflections you had imagined or saw once before were beautiful but sometimes holding on to them with a hope will just continue to hurt you even more and it will never get any better.
Alanda Kariza
Sakit itu biasanya dari pikiran.
Alex Flinn
It hurts too much so I don't want to talk about it.
Alexandra Adornetto
I thought you were gone forever, I thought you'd walked away from everything, because I failed, because I destroyed the only thing that ever mattered to me. I waited for you to come, but you didn't.
Alfa H
I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again.
Alfa H
To the person in my future...I hope you're ready, because I'm going to love you... fiercely. You'll never have to suffer for my past heartache. It's taught me that I need love more than the absence of it. I'm not perfect, nor is my track record. I've experienced a lot of takers in my life - but I'll love you with every part of me that remains.
Alfa H
She's fire...but she will not burn you. She knows all too well how it feels to live with ashes.
Alfa H
Having to explain to someone how they hurt you, always feels like an ass kicking... again.
Alfa H
I did not willingly let half of my soul leave my body. It was torn from me. I still hear the ransomed moans. It calls to me for rescue, yet clings to its abductor.
Alfa H
... I don't know what I feel anymore, or maybe it's that I don't know HOW to feel anymore. I question every move I make, every breath I take, and every flutter of an eyelash. I've developed a twitch from always being on guard. I'm alert at night, and numb during the day, but I'm always ready. Maybe, I can intercept tragedy from striking again.
Alice Broadway
We're all a bit bad. We all have things in our lives that bring us shame and regret. Things that have hurt our souls or hurt the people we love. But 're all a bit good too. i reckon we're mostly good actually. And life is about trying to learn the balance, plot our place on the continuum... We're not just made up of good and bad: we're everything else too.
Alleece Balts
Love is dangerous. Love leaves scars.
Ally Condie
I want to reach out and grab his hand and hold it to me, right over my heart, right where it aches the most. I don't know if doing that would heal me or make my heart break entirely, but either way this constant hungry waiting would be over.
Alysha Speer
I was not weak; I did not cry. But it hurt me, more in a kind of refreshing, thrilling way, than a kind of pain that would cripple me and send me away crying. My fingernails dug into the palms of my hands, and my teeth bit into my lips, my knees were locked, but I could not faint.
Amaka Imani Nkosazana
Create new avenues in your life by removing toxic people who defeat your purpose.
Amaka Imani Nkosazana
You may have fallen down, but you can get back up again. You may have doors shut, but new doors will open for you. You may have been lied on, but the truth will come to the light. You may have been hurt, but the pain will pass. You are a survivor. You have a history of surviving.
Amanda Grace
But even when I stop crying, even when we fall asleep and I'm nestled in his arms, this will leave another scar. No one will see it. No one will know. But it will be there. And eventually all of the scars will have scars, and that's all I'll be--one big scar of a love gone wrong.
Amanda Grace
I wanted to be his life preserver, the thing that would keep him afloat. Instead, he became my anchor. And I'm tired of drowning.
Amanda Howells
The surest way to hurt yourself is to give up on love, just because it didn'twork out the first time.
Amanda Laneley
they always mentioned his name. For her, it was as if they were constantly squeezing lemon juice on an open wound.
Amit Howard
Each day we kill a compulsive love with our impulsive actions.
Amit Howard
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Amy Jo Cousins
You're the optimist all the way through, pretending to be a pessimist on the inside, because you can act like it hurts less if you say you knew all along it was going to go down like that.
Ana Claudia Antunes
Treat me well and I will tell... Treat me bad and I feel sad. Treat me good, change my mood. Treat me sweet and call it quits!
Angie karan
When someone is angry and hateful toward you ~ they spit out all kinds of venom, to inflict you with unnecessary hurt and pain. But when you know who you are within, and you stand by your truth, their venom cannot poison you, its arrow turns and points straight back at them! To be humble and virtuous is a trait of the noble and the righteous
Anthony Ryan
I saw cities, and roads of marvelous construction. I saw cruelty and greed, but I've seen them here too. I saw a people live a life that was strange in many ways, but also much the same as anywhere else.Then why are they so cruel? There was an earnestness to the girl's face, an honest desire to know. Cruelty is in all of us, he said. But they made it a virtue.
Anthony Liccione
For some soldiers, there is a greater war going on behind the gun's shadow of family and friends, than in front of the gun pointing at strange enemies.
Anthony Liccione
Down the road of hate, at every busted corner lurks the need for love.
Anthony Liccione
Love has no fear, willing to take on anyone. But how much we fear love!
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Of course I'll hurt you. Of course you'll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
Anurag Anand
The mighty trojans fell, and so did i.A wooden horse you were not, yet in a pool of my own blood i lie.Dawn follows every dusk, and all that rises - fall it must.So, my blood shall find its way and trickle down your eyes.The day your deeds of today, eventually make you cry.
Ashly Lorenzana
It's hardly ever that I am hurt by something in only one dimension.
Ashly Lorenzana
Some people are as angry as they seem to be only because it's the safest place to hide from more pain.
Athena Kamalei
The moment you realize your eyes hurt not because of rubbing them, but because of the tears you wasted, on him.
Becca Fitzpatrick
Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.
Becca Fitzpatrick
Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?
Becca Fitzpatrick
I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.
bell hooks
The practice of love offers no place of safety. We risk loss, hurt, pain. We risk being acted upon by forces outside our control.
bell hooks
Contrary to what we may have been taught to think, unnecessary and unchosen suffering wounds us but need not scar us for life. It does mark us. What we allow the mark of our suffering to become is in our own hands.
Bernie Yaras
LOVE, is the most powerful thing that makes my world turn upside down.
Brandon Sanderson
I'm not really sure why. But... do you stop loving someone just because they betray you? I don't think so. That's what makes the betrayal hurt so much - pain, frustration, anger... and I still loved her. I still do.
Brian Celio
As much as it hurts, I would rather miss someone than hit someone.
Brittainy C. Cherry
He was afraid of letting anyone know of his love, because if life had taught him anything, it was that love wasn't a prize, it was a weapon. And he was so tired of being hurt.
Bronwyn Scott
You sound so reasonable for a man who's been jilted. Can't you sound a bit angry? You just lost the best sex of your life. Punch a wall or something!
C. JoyBell C.
Pain is a pesky part of being human, I've learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can't be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air! We may not have wings growing out of our backs, but healing is the closest thing that will give us that wind against our faces.
C. JoyBell C.
There are two things that may happen to a person: the first is that you become so soft that no one and nothing can break you, and the second is that you become so hard that nothing and no one can break you. Either way you go, the path will be very painful. But herein is the great sadness of it all: that anyone must try to become something that cannot be broken (whether the soft or the hard). Why must we be born into a world where we must spend our lives struggling to become unbreakable?
C.S. Lewis
I have learned now that while those who speak about one's miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.
C.S. Lewis
They say, 'The coward dies many times'; so does the beloved. Didn't the eagle find a fresh liver to tear in Prometheus every time it dined?
Caroline George
You don't know what love is until you find it, he whispered, but when you do, promise me you won't let it go. Promise you'll seek it out even when you're scared it'll hurt.
Cassandra Clare
Look, it's easy to outsmart a werewolf or a vampire, Jace said. They're no smarter than anyone else. But faeries live for hundreds of years and they're as cunning as snakes. They can't lie, but they love to engage in creative truth-telling. They'll find out whatever it is you want most in the world and give it to you
Cassandra Clare
Look, it's easy to outsmart a werewolf or a vampire, Jace said. They're no smarter than anyone else. But faeries live for hundreds of years and they're as cunning as snakes. They can't lie, but they love to engage in creative truth-telling. They'll find out whatever it is you want most in the world and give it to you
Cassandra Clare
Look, it's easy to outsmart a werewolf or a vampire, Jace said. They're no smarter than anyone else. But faeries live for hundreds of years and they're as cunning as snakes. They can't lie, but they love to engage in creative truth-telling. They'll find out whatever it is you want most in the world and give it to you
Cassie Brode
Growing up in that house sucks so badly and when my brother leaves I break down and cry because I don't want him to leave, but I know that he has to have a life of his own
Catalina Aguilar Mastretta
Extraño a Emiliano por primera vez. Lo extraño con el agua de la fuga, con la punta de los dedos, con un círculo negro que me rebota por el cuerpo.
Cathy Burnham Martin
We will remember the hurt, the injustice, and the trauma, but we can forgive the sinner.
Cathy Burnham Martin
Liars are highly unlikely to admit their lies, never mind apologize for the hurt they've caused. Liars don't genuinely apologize. Deceit has become their full-out lifestyle. They are centered on themselves with no thoughts of the consequences of their lies. In cowardly style, they tell more lies to try and cover their tracks. They are not good at admitting they actually have shortcomings.
Charlotte Eriksson
It's 4am again and I'm just getting started. People are boring and I want to burn with excitement or anger and bleed, bleed through my words. I want to get all fucked up and write real and raw and ugly and beautifully. I bet you're sleeping safe and calm, and you can stay there, it's safer there, and you wouldn't stand one night on this journey my mind wanders off to every night you close your eyes. I'll stay here one day and I will never come down. I promise I can fly before I hit the ground. It doesn't even hurt anymore. I swear, it doesn't hurt.
Charlotte Eriksson
Hurting people you love is the heaviest kind of regret.
Charlotte Eriksson
I'm learning persistence and the closing of doors, the way the seasons come and go as I keep walking on these roads, back and forth, to find myself in new time zones, new arms with new phrases and new goals. And it hurts to become, hurts to find out about the poverty and gaps, the widow and the leavers. It hurts to accept that it hurts and it hurts to learn how easy it is for people to not need other people. Or how easy it is to need other people but that you can never build a home in someone's arms because they will let go one day and you must build your own.
Charlotte Shane
It started to hurt less because it mattered so much less.
Charlyn Khater
I worry if we die and become stars,how will you hold me? and how will I kiss you?
Chinonye J. Chidolue
Her eyes bled from venomous anger...Her flower had been gruesomely deflowered...Her life had slowly turned into a blunder...There was no more thinking further....She would rather become a Foetus murderer Than end up a hopeless mother....Of course, she found peace in the formerUntil later years of emotional traumaOh, the foetus hunt was forever!The only thing you should abort is the thought of aborting your baby. Stop the hate and violence against innocent children.
Christina Engela
Wait-a-minute!Reality kicked in after marking its spot `position vacant' for the short and pleasant while. He groaned mournfully as he found himself staring at the inside of his own eyelids. The first thing that occurred to him was the terrible bone-wracking pain running up and down his spine. Pain? No, curiously enough. It was the memory of it that seemed to hurt so much. Maybe that's what scared him. Or maybe it was the creaking of the ship around him…
Christine Feehan
And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.
Christopher Moore
I tried cutting myself to express my heartbreak over Tommy (Lord Flood) rejecting me, but OMFG it hurts like flaming fuck.
Cisneros Sandra
Alone, all alone in the world, sad and small like a nightingale serenading the infinite. How could a love so tender and sweet become the cross of my pain? No, no, I can't conceive I won't receive your precious lips again. My eyes are tired of weeping, my heart of beating. If perhaps some crystal moment before dawn or twilight you remember me, bring only a bouquet of tears to lay upon my thirsty grave.
Claudia Gray
Sometimes, hope is even harder to bear than grief.
Clive Barker
Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love
Cody Edward Lee Miller
We pick at scabs of a bleeding heart because we don't want time to carry on and allow the wound to heal and scar over, we wish to perpetuate, prolong, and preserve the last time they were close to us, before they walked away.
Colleen Chen
Vesper felt herself turning red with humiliation. Then she looked at Allegra
Constance Friday
Sometimes we just want to be happy such that we don't care who gets hurt
Cormac McCarthy
All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.
Craig D. Lounsbrough
Pain dutifully reminds me that the world is terribly imperfect, but it faithfully helps me appreciate the world on those days when it's a little closer to being perfect.
Craig D. Lounsbrough
If my decisions constantly heed the voice of the world, I can be completely assured that I'm going to end up in a 'world of hurt.' If my decisions heed the word of God, I can be completely assured that this 'world of hurt' won't be anywhere near my solar system.
Craig D. Lounsbrough
Rather than being incensed by the nature of the bruise, maybe we should be inspired by the possibilities in the bruise.
Craig D. Lounsbrough
Betrayal is advancing myself at the expense of the one who I committed myself to advance.
Criss Jami
Listen to God with a broken heart. He is not only the doctor who mends it, but also the father who wipes away the tears.
Criss Jami
Every exceptional bias against Christianity I find to be evidence for its validity.
Criss Jami
It is in the nature of man to want what he does not have. This modern concern for happiness seems a real testimony of its absence.
Criss Jami
Speaking a painful truth should be done only in love - like wielding a sword with no hilt - it should pain oneself in direct proportion to the amount of force exerted.
Criss Jami
Stretched and skewedTap of the 8-ball and the cueScratches fall throughThey are the scars of you
Crystal Woods
Some women feel the need to act like they're never scared, needy or hurt; like they're as hardened as a man. I think that's dishonest. It's ok to feel delicate sometimes. Real beauty is in the fragility of your petals. A rose that never wilts isn't a rose at all.
Curtis Tyrone Jones
Some situations are just like bad dreams, they're only unbearable while we're giving them our full attention.
D.H. Lawrence
And dimly she realised one of the great laws of the human soul: that when the emotional soul receives a wounding shock, which does not kill the body, the soul seems to recover as the body recovers. But this is only appearance. It is really only the mechanism of the resumed habit. Slowly, slowly the wound to the soul begins to make itself felt, like a bruise, which only slowly deepens its terrible ache, till it fills all the psyche. And when we think we have recovered and forgotten, it is then that the terrible after-effects have to be encountered at their worst.
Dada Bhagwan
Caution others, only if your cautioning does not hurt them. If it does, then do not caution them.
Dada Bhagwan
Religion [Dharma] means to do good for others and non-religion [Adharma] means to hurt others. This is referred to as religion-nonreligion [Dharma-Adharma]. Science is to transcend religion and non-religion.
Dada Bhagwan
It is certain that if there is someone to hurt you on one side, there is also someone to help you on the other side. Just as you cannot see the one that hurts you, you also cannot see the one that helps you. If the one that hurts you cannot last more than four or five years, neither will the one that helps you.
Dada Bhagwan
One man told me, 'My tooth is hurting'. Why would 'your' tooth hurt you? This is considered a contradicting statement. What is yours, it will never give you pain and what is not yours will always give you pain. If you expound on this, you will have the solution!
Dada Bhagwan
Your anger, pride, deceit, and greed should be such that they hurt no one. If they are limited to where they only hurt only you and no one else, then the path of liberation is open.
Dada Bhagwan
There is no problem if there is 'egoism'. But, it should be 'normal'. 'Normal' egoism means that it does not hurt anyone.
Dada Bhagwan
That for which, you are deserving; will come before you effortlessly. Your purity is required. What is required for your purity? [The intent of] 'May no living being in this world be hurt by me'. If anyone hurts you, it happens as per the law [nature's law].
Dada Bhagwan
What does syadvad (speech that does not hurt the ego of any living being) speech say? Speak in such a way that 5 people benefit from it and that it does not interfere [conflict] with anyone.
Dada Bhagwan
The 'egoism' that is used to hurt others will hurt one's own self. The 'egoism' that is used to give happiness to others becomes cause for his own happiness.
Dada Bhagwan
Moral conduct in the worldly life [vyavahaar charitra] is to behave in a way that hurts no woman and to not look at a woman lustfully.
Dada Bhagwan
No one should feel hurt by you, you should make everyone happy and leave.
Dan Pearce
Loving my son, building my son, touching my son, playing with my son, being with my son… these aren't tasks that only super dads can perform. These are tasks that every dad should perform. Always. Without fail.
Dan Pearce
Dads. Do you not realize that a child is what you tell them they are? That people almost always become what they are labeled? Was whatever your child just did really the dumbest thing you've ever seen somebody do? Was it really the most ridiculous thing they ever could have done? Do you really believe that your child is an idiot? Because she now does. Think about that. Because you said it, she now believes it. Bravo.
Dan Pearce
People who love themselves, don't hurt other people. The more we hate ourselves, the more we want others to suffer.
Dan Pearce
Dads. It's time to tell our kids that we love them. Constantly. It's time to show our kids that we love them. Constantly. It's time to take joy in their twenty-thousand daily questions and their inability to do things as quickly as we'd like. It's time to take joy in their quirks and their ticks. It's time to take joy in their facial expressions and their mispronounced words. It's time to take joy in everything that our kids are.
Dan Pearce
Dads. It's time to show our sons how to properly treat a woman. It's time to show our daughters how a girl should expect be treated. It's time to show forgiveness and compassion. It's time to show our children empathy. It's time to break social norms and teach a healthier way of life! It's time to teach good gender roles and to ditch the unnecessary ones. Does it really matter if your son likes the color pink? Is it going to hurt anybody? Do you not see the damage it inflicts to tell a boy that there is something wrong with him because he likes a certain color? Do we not see the damage we do in labeling our girls tom boys or our boys feminine just because they have their own likes and opinions on things? Things that really don't matter?
Dan Pearce
Dads. Do your faces light up when you first see your child in the morning or when you come home from work? Do you not understand that a child's entire sense of value can revolve around what they see in your face when you first see them?
Dan Pearce
Children are gifts. They are not ours for the breaking. They are ours for the making.
Dan Pearce
Do you not realize that your kids are going to make mistakes, and a lot of them? Do you not realize the damage you do when you push your son's nose into his mishaps or make your daughter feel worthless because she bumped or spilled something? Do you have any idea how easy it is to make your child feel abject? It's as simple as letting out the words, why would you do that!? or how many times have I told you…
David Levithan
My pride shut me up, my hurt shut me down, and together they ganged up on my hope and let her get away.
David Rovics
They'll say you are bador perhaps you are mador at least you should stay undercover.Your mind must be bareif you would dareto think you can love more than one lover.
Dean Koontz
Pain can be endured and defeated only if it is embraced. Denied or feared, it grows in perception if not in reality. The best response to terror is righteous anger, confidence in ultimate justice, a refusal to be intimidated.
Debasish Mridha
It is better to love and lose than to hurt and win.
Denice Envall
You think being dead inside is bad until someone brings you back to life and stabs you in the chest without the intention of killing you.
Deyth Banger
If every punch, kick done by somebody female or male (it doesn't matter) or a curses said by one of this two sexes and every other thing which makes you feel that you aren't protected or you are heart. Was replacted with a book, that you don't receive a punch or kick, but a book you will be an a librarian!
Dominic Riccitello
They're scared of the other kind of love. The one which lacks hurt, but pains after awhile.
Dominic Riccitello
To fall in love with pain is to fall in love with art.
Dominic Riccitello
You didn't understand the poem, but that was because it wasn't for you. It was for me to understand the pain you put me through.
Dragos Bratasanu
THE MOST HURTFUL BELIEF: We live in a world where we are taught that we get by taking.
Elizabeth V. Spelman
In order to apologize
Ellen Hopkins
I love the way she feels inthe curve of my arm. I loveher unpretentious beauty,her intelligence, her nerve.But could I ever love her?The concept of falling in loveis completely foreign, somethingI can't bring myself to accept. Her hair pillows my cheek and her hand on my leg is warm. I care about you, Conner, and I hate to see you hurting. I want to respond but can'tfind the pretty words I need.
Emily Williams
Mistakes happen and life is full of twists and turns, but you mustn't let any set backs hold you back from moving forward. Life is too short to dwell on things that have gone wrong.
Emily Dickinson
I wonder if it hurts to live,And if they have to try,And whether, could they choose between,They would not rather die.
Emily Murdoch
I take my hand back, like a leaf letting go. It hurts too much to hang on. So why does it hurt so much to let go?
Emm Cole
...our souls may be consumed by shadows, but that doesn't mean we have to behave as monsters.
Erin Hunter
Warriors should suffer their pain silently.
Erma Bombeck
There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.
Evan Stark
The majority of people I've come across in life have treated me unfairly. I'd be a liar if I said it didn't hurt; I have this deep wound in my soul I feel all the time, but I still choose to love despite my moments of anger and selfishness. Love is the only true, everlasting thing we all live for and who am I to rob someone of experiencing that?
F. D. Soul
I write because it hurts.because I need it to hurt.because it hurts in the mostbeautiful way possible.(because it hurts like you)
Faraaz Kazi
She stares at it for several moments before taking it out from underneath the plastic film that covers it. Then she holds it with the affection of a mother for her new-born child, tender and loving; Preeti's eyes soften briefly just for that moment. The lava of hurt makes way into her throat, setting ablaze all that she has held within. As memories meet sentience, the apartment echoes with her muffled cries. The photograph, a silent spectator, drenches in her grief as the tears start their descent.
Faraaz Kazi
Why wish for something that will never be? It ends in nothing but heartbreak. We wish, then we think about how things would be if our wishes came true. And we feel happy thinking about those things. But then we wake up and realise that our wishes don't have wings. And it hurts because all the happiness that we thought of, was never real. Hold on to what you have, try to find your happiness in what is, rather than what should or could have been.
Faraz Ahmed Rizwan
People don't hurt, But Expectations from people give you sadness.
Fury Evans
He threw me off the building into the abyss with his words. Oh, the ocean was so deep, but his words were so shallow!
George R.R. Martin
Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.
Gillian Flynn
My dad had limitations. That's what my good-hearted mom always told us. He had limitations, but he meant no harm. It was kind of her to say, but he did do harm.
Grace Tamio
..the feeling that you felt something weird..then you just shut your mouth for tears keep falling from your eyes..sharp knives tearing your heart in pieces and it leaves you wondering...are you enough?? was your love enough?? or still...whatever you do..you can never replace someone's first love..
Guillaume Musso
You'll stop hurting when you stop hoping.
Hafikah WC
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal. Often we don't see, the pain someone feels.A broken heart is like having broken ribs.No one can see but hurts everytime you breathe.
Haruki Murakami
here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn't understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
Hideaki Sorachi
Tears are handy for washing away troubling and sad feelings. But when you grow up, you'll learn that there are things so sad, they can never be washed away by tears. That there are painful memories that should never be washed away. So people who are truly strong laugh when they want to cry. They endure all of the pain and sorrow while laughing with everybody else.
Hilary Duff
Waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing. ~ Sam (Hilary Duff), A Cinderella Story
Holly Black
Those who really love you don't mean to hurt you and if they do, you can't see it in their eyes but it hurts them too.
Hubert Martin
She was the sort of girl who flooded my five senses. Her voice was melody to my ears, her taste gave birth to an eternal thirst, her scent sprouted goosebumps along the length of my body, her touch riveted with electricity that would've been static with any other... all these things considered, it was impossible for me not to stare. I began to see her everywhere, in everything.
Hubert Martin
The brittle seeds remained inside my soul, my tears the water that begged them to grow. And though I hate to admit it, you are my sun. Your light and warmth the last variables needed to see the seedlings burst and anchor. The roots in my soul, the flower and fruit in yours.
Hubert Martin
Stop the bleeding! Gauze the wound! And his voice became much softer, Those are the words... I've yet to write. He died with that exhale. He died in a steaming carmine pool of unwritten stories that incredibly cold night. He always thought his work would take the form of ink, pen and paper, but as the last glow dimmed in his eyes, he realized his most meaningful words were sloppily spilled and patched together using blood, bullet holes and concrete.
Hubert Martin
That last bit of hope always lingered as a stubborn thread. Every time I would try to cut it I would feel it... a pulse. My pulse. My blood is hope.
Hubert Martin
The storm only grew stronger. Walls of facets became flooded with cracks, the tumultuous gale escaped through the smallest crevice. With her arms spread wide and all her muscles hard and taunt, she broke free from the chrysalis, letting loose her new wings and that mighty storm. I thought it was over, but I was wrong. She spread her wings and sang her song. She rode upon the howl of wind until she was gone.
Hubert Martin
I wanted nothing more than her attention. Her thoughts filled with me. Her eyes lost in my image. I wanted her so badly I didn't even realize I lost myself in the process. Now, when I look in the mirror, I only see her... where is me?
Hubert Martin
I think I feel it The nimble, fleeting emotion That novels and authors desperately Try to convey in ink and heart blood Whose shadow festers in the loins Of teenagers and their insatiability The hidden thing none of us can see Yet we all disagree what it looks like If only it were love... simple, infinite love But this was more, this was bloodshot madness.
Hubert Martin
He gave up. No hint of ember behind his eyes nor life in his breath. He snipped the last, overstretched strand of hope, and nicked the strand of life by mistake. He did it with his hands.
Hubert Martin
Just being around her made me feel better. She had an amber shade aura to her that filled any cracks and brokenness I hadn't yet fixed. I could be myself around her, knowing full well she held on as I let go.
Hubert Martin
When it came to her, I became an indomitable warrior. My muscles became her shield and my lungs aided her breath. She would not fall with me by her side, for I was the wings that sprouted from her back. No one would cross her without first having to survive my wrath.
Hubert Martin
He sang softly, less with words and more with thought. She cradled his head, stitching together his fragmented heart.
Hubert Martin
I held my breath tightly against the shivers coursing through my body. Darkness ate away the edges of my vision and numbness stole away my fingers. I kept holding though. Watching the last bubble of precious air escape my lips. Then it became all black. But I never let go.
Hubert Martin
What do you do when your words aren't enough? What do you do when your actions have no effect? What do you do when all the fibers of your existence scream just to be heard? And yet, only the most deafening silence returns the echoes of your screams. Is there something beyond words and action?
Hubert Martin
She was poetry written in pen, scribbled and scrawled again and again.
Hubert Martin
I always thought time was the most valuable currency, but I realized the people we spent our time on and loved us back, that love held even more meaning to me.
Hubert Martin
And though they fell as ashes, their shadows drifted as leaves.
Hubert Martin
It was a slow fall, through warm experiences and good laughs. It didn't even feel like love until I got to the end. Even then, it was not the hard surface of rock, but the scorching embrace of more.
Hubert Martin
Every decision, every single one, comes with a price to pay. It means you chose one thing over another, always. Whether you chose right or wrong, that cost remains constant. It's a permanent life tax. That's where taxes come from.
Hubert Martin
She is beyond any mortal structure of words, yet she inspires the effort to try anyway.
Hubert Martin
As I watched the sky morph shades of amber and amethyst, of fiery orange and smoldering pink, I always wondered if colors and images like these once inspired the greats before us to construct their beauty and masterpieces.
Hubert Martin
I wear my past around my shoulders as a fine, but worn, cloak. Don't be fooled by my cloak's appearance, I have a three piece underneath.
Hubert Martin
I love her, but every hug leaves bullet holes in my chest. Every kiss is another scar upon my flesh. Every thrust, every touch, every moan that escapes her lips...they are famine to my soul, and I still can't let her go.
Hubert Martin
It was the end for something. It was the beginning for another. But in reality it just fell in the middle. In that confusing moment of time between my birth and my death.
Hubert Martin
I don't know anymore, whether it's a curse or a blessing to see the beauty in the ugly. Growing up simply and getting old complexly. I now see reason behind sin, and love behind pain.
Hubert Martin
She was exactly right and wrong in the perfect sort of way. This kiss would be the first of many, she was the type of girl I would desperately fight for to stay.
Hubert Martin
She was the half-whispers born from half-thoughts, the half-breaths of dying half-hearts.
Hubert Martin
She speaks in heartbeats and the rises of her chest, words forever seared in thoughts that will never rest.
Hubert Martin
It was a burden on all her muscles. A hollow deeper than her bones. She braced herself though, she knew why Atlas stood so tall.
Hubert Martin
She's an array of undiscovered words, of feeling beyond my threshold. I'm just a man, trying to hold himself together in her wake.
Hubert Martin
The flicker, the flutter, even thoughts can stutter.
Hubert Martin
On these days, I've never felt so hollow. Recollecting the many pieces of me that were lost in past sub-lives. They were the minor characters of my novel life, the sub-plots to the whole story. On these days I was the binding that held the book together, I was not the words.
Hubert Martin
She had the blood of the sun running through her veins and the dust of stars at her fingertips. Her every breath birthed new cosmos and her thoughts were the super moon of the darkest night. Every word was a supernova and every step an inescapable singularity. Her touch though...it was soft.
Hubert Martin
Anyone who claims good or evil isn't one or either, they're just a liar... the worst kind of liar... the liar that doesn't even know they're lying. We're human. We're good during the day and evil at night, half the time those roles are reversed, that's what it's all about.
Hubert Martin
It was her eyes. Soft, meadow-shade eyes with frostbitten edges. Every glance casually held gossamer infinity. Every stare revealed inky black abyss with a hint of divinity.
Hubert Martin
And they danced with laughter and tears. They swung each other round and round, the first and last time in years.
Hubert Martin
Whether it was in the maze of my fantastical mind or the allure of her gossamer eyes, they took me to undiscovered worlds of azure and metamorphosis. The air shimmered with every breath, the water tightened with every sound.
Hubert Martin
She was carmine shadows reflecting from my crimson words. Every pulse sent a velvet ripple through the shade. Every breath, a scarlet pause.
Hubert Martin
And in my novels I live many lives. Substitutes of spontaneity to replace a dreary reality. How I live for those inky black words and kaleidoscope colored experiences.
Hubert Martin
...4-5-6: when time escapes the day in its most beautiful way. She starves for that beauty, she longs to quench her limitless thirst, but those moments are so fleeting and their limit is her unrest. Her bones are hollow and heavy as she takes a single step, and in that instant she is gone, blinded by the flash of a stray ray of light, her eyes close in that moment and stars flood her night. She falls forward slow, counting the half seconds of her descent. Her eyes stay closed, her thoughts are spent.
Hubert Martin
Though I exist in the realms of day and night, I'm only truly alive in the moments between.
Hubert Martin
All my past heartache and pain suddenly made sense. That was who I would not be to the person who deserves the best of me.
Hubert Martin
He accepted new ideas as readily as new trends. Knowing those worth it would last and the lessers will pass.
Hubert Martin
An intricate string made up of infinite knots and curls. Taking a step back, it really did seem so fragile. As if the smallest breeze of opportunity would cause it to snap. It held strong though, fastened to me and you as a line of steel.
Hubert Martin
Her words were slickly lacquered, dripping with venom that singed the air as they fell. She traced her tongue up my neck and whispered in a way that would shatter glass. It's the words inbetween, she said, those are the ones I truly mean. Then, her toes curled with the release of the truth she kept hidden.
Hubert Martin
I always deemed myself a one chance person, if you hurt me or betray me, then I'm done with you. As I grew older and the scars of wisdom imprinted on my soul and chest, I realized a second chance took a monumental amount of strength and some people deserve a chance to right their wrongs. Now, I would gladly allow another the opportunity to cauterize their wounds at the risk of ripping open my tight-knit scars. I would bleed for you and feel alive rather than watch with cold eyes as you decay.
Hubert Martin
We are the living whole of the fragments from the things we've experienced and people we've encountered. Each interaction changes us in a subtle or massive way. The masterpiece we are sheds it's weathered skin, becoming even more than it was before.
Hubert Martin
She was starmetal bones with kaleidoscope eyes. A cracked framework of unique beauty, a patchwork portrait filled with swirling brush strokes, an amalgamation of delicate light and detailed shatter. I could write a novel about the way she breathes.
Hubert Martin
Our bodies are made of supernova dust, the epitome of ultimate destruction and shatter. And though we are whole, beings with bodies and souls, with cosmos in our eyes and black heart holes, we love as fiercely as the force of creation.
Hubert Martin
They surrounded me, bare me. Their fingers like tentacles and their desires like knives. Their fingers traced my secrets and their desires carved my skin.
Hubert Martin
My body held on though I held snapped threads in my hands and patches of my flesh were missing entirely. I was proud of my little mess... all the mistakes, every scar and every tear, told a story of a life I was strong enough to bear. I wear a patch of pride upon my chest, showing all my self-glory of the good times and the rest.
Hubert Martin
The scribbles in my notebook are a reflection of you. Every line holds your name. Every paragraph a feature of yours I love. Each page is a memory of moments that took my breath away. Of times when I laughed more than my lungs would allow. My notebook is full, but I always knew only one would hardly contain all of you.
Hubert Martin
Woven words are little conviction when I present myself as a man of fiction.
Hubert Martin
It only took a corny joke, but the smile I saw shone brighter than a glare, more profound than a star. And the best thing... it was so genuine. It was so her. I never thought I could fall more in love.
Hubert Martin
My heart may be bruised and scarred, bleeding slow drip-drip with every thump and every other thump-thump that widens unsealable wounds. My heart is the strongest part of me. It's survived everything I've thrown at it and much more than it should.
Hubert Martin
In a way, she became the sand to my hourglass... she made watching that trickling sand a little more bearable. I no longer worried about what would happen when the sand ran out. I began to see the spark each grain held as it fell.