Veronica Roth Quotes

My chest hurts...It hurts. The sound of his name is like a knife in my heart.

He wanted this someone to see how much he hurt.

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

Being brokenhearted is like having broken ribs. On the outside it looks like nothing's wrong, but every breath hurts.

When I'm in pain and grief and despair, my throat is clenched and my heart hurts.

Was this love? Because it hurt. It was like a bit of glass stuck somewhere important--his heart or his head, and it was throbbing.

Because i've suffered. Because many times in my life i have tried to love with all my heart, and my love has wound up being trampled or betrayed.

Mr. Solomon was right the worst kind of torture is watching someone you love get hurt.

My heart hurt so much I can't believe it. How can it keep beating, feeling like this?

Hope hurt more than the cold.

It was the worst hurt he had ever known.

It hurts to love. It's like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.

tell me how does it feel with my teeth in your heart!

I've been hurt quite a few times.

You know, I think anybody who has been in relationships has access to heartbreak - I don't think we have to go far to find it, whether we inflicted the heartbreak or whether we were the recipient of it.

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

The human heart dares not stay away too long from that which hurt it most. There is a return journey to anguish that few of us are released from making.

Nobody knows the pain I've been through.

I don't know how to be hurt.

It’s hurting my soul

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

Well in case you failed to notice, In case you failed to see, This is my heart bleeding before you, This is me down on my knees These foolish games are tearing me apart Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking my heart

Tears don't hurt like the ache does.

Even as the words came out of my mouth, my heart was dying a million deaths.

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.