Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?
Why is there ever this perverse cruelty in humankind, that makes us hurt most those we love best?
Sometimes the only thing to do is to take the thing that you must have. Even if someone gets hurt.
It's too much to be trusted with someone else's heart. I don't think it ever ends well.
Sometimes we hurt the ones we love, but hurting ourselves to avoid it doesn’t make it better.
Just remember that when nobody else was there for you I was.And when nobody else gave a damn I did.
Because just for a few seconds, someone else hurts, too. For just a few seconds, I'm not alone.
I don't pretend to love someone who hurts me.I do something that prevent us hurting each other.
I want to shake them for their ignorance and scream that their Sistine Chapel is filled with cracks.
Today I introduced myself to my very own Heart,In silent agony, after all these years it bled apart.
I've heard the saying you can't miss what you never had. Only I did. The disappointment hurt
A profound love between two people involves, after all, the power and chance of doing profound hurt.
Robots are better than humans, because they've no feelings & so they can't hurt you...
I felt that thread that had come between us, tugging, tugging at my heart—so hard, it hurt me.
Yes, he wanted to tell Krystof, it will hurt. Even if you don't get sick like them. It will hurt.
That is the rule of the Wilds: You must be bigger and stronger and tougher. You must hurt or be hurt.