Frank Sinatra Quotes

When you lose a lover it's like getting a bad haircut. It grows back in time.

Love is short, forgetting is long, and understanding longer still.

Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you’re lagging, I may remember him!

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

It takes someone very special to help you forget someone very special.

I know I should stop smoking, but it scares me. I mean, what would I turn to next?

I drank for about 25 years getting over the loss of my father and I took the anger out on myself. I did a good job at beating myself up at sometimes. I don't drink anymore but my alcoholic head occasionally says different. 'Nil By Mouth' was a love letter to my father because I needed to resolve some issues in order to be able to forgive him.

People like music when they're in love, but they don't need it as much. You need music when you're missing someone or you're pining for someone or you're forgetting someone or you're trying to process what just happened.

I'm a heavy smoker. I go through two lighters a day.

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

By forgetting the past and by throwing myself into other interests, I forget to worry.

It [cigarette smoking] has a violent action on the nerve centers, producing degeneration of the cells of the brain, which is quite rapid among boys. Unlike most narcotics this degeneration is permanent and uncontrollable. I employ no person who smokes Cigarettes.

Sometimes we get our hearts broken, only to have the right person come along to mend them.

Only love can break your heart.

What a weird thing smoking is and I can't stop it. I feel cosy, have a sense of well-being when I'm smoking, poisoning myself, killing myself slowly. Not so slowly maybe. I have all kinds of pains I don't want to know about and I know that's what they're from. But when I don't smoke I scarcely feel as if I'm living. I don't feel as if I'm living unless I'm killing myself.

Cigarettes and coffee, man, that's a combination.

I have laid sorrow to sleep;Love sleeps.She who oft made me weepNow weeps.

Moments is about a girl dying and her boyfriend committing suicide because he can't live without her

Love heals scars love left

There's a lot that I haven't put up there since my husband passed away because then it would be grief everyday. I have to fight within myself at times and ask, 'how do I go through the grief and find a light, even a glimmer of it?'

Help me give up my addiction to Hope.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

Most of us do not take these situations as teachings. We automatically hate them. We run like crazy. We use all kinds of ways to escape - all addictions stem from this moment when we meet our edge and we just can't stand it. We feel we have to soften it, pad it with something, and we become addicted to whatever it is that seems to ease the pain.

Every parent who loses a child finds a way to laugh again. The timbre begins to fade. The edge dulls. The hurt lessens. Every love is carved from loss. Mine was. Yours is. Your great-great-great-children's will be. But we learn to live with that love.

You learn to move on without the people you love.