A veces, el dolor es el único recuerdo de que lo que tuvimos fue real.

Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.

Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be.

I would write my tears, weeping out my pain - I would empty my veins for ink.

We may seem fine, even when the pain remains right there beneath our surface.

The trouble with a great sadness is that it doesn't fit inside your body.

He was acting like our kiss had broken him, and his reaction was breaking me.

Oh Mom, it turns out my knight in shining armor was just some liar in tinfoil.

It was really hard to stay positive. And that's normally a talent of mine.

The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes.

Love can cause problem and love can heal humanly problems based on our virtue.

No reason to be angry. Anger just distracts from the all-encompassing sadness.

At least the tears on my desk wipe away the dust that's covered this place

She had quickly learned that to show unhappiness was to risk the loss of love.

Sorrow is the violent smashing of reason, in that reason has no power over it.