People think first love is sweet, and never sweeter than when that first bond snaps. You've heard a thousand pop and country songs that prove the point; some fool got his heart broke. Yet that first broken heart is always the most painful, the slowest to mend, and leaves the most visible scar. What's so sweet about that?
I'm a romantic fool. I always end up getting hurt.
He who has loved often ... has loved never.
I've had my heart broken one too many times.
"She's a very charming and delightful creature," quoth Mr. Robert Sawyer, in reply; "and has only one fault that I know of, Ben. It happens, unfortunately, that that single blemish is a want of taste. She don't like me."
Where there is love, there is bound to be heartache.
You showed me how insufficient were all my pretensions to please a woman worthy of being pleased.
..he may love you, he may miss you, but ultimately he's just not that into you.
On every birthday, I ask my wife, 'What would you like this year?' and her instant reply is, 'Diamonds! Diamonds! Diamonds!' I'm always living in hope that one day she'll say she just wants me!
Things don't get better when you become well known or go on TV. I'm just being rejected by a better class of women.
Gods forbid if she ever broke up with him. She'd never be able to visit the sea again without remembering her broken heart. Annabeth about Percy
Always a bridesmaid never a bride my foot!
What is first love worth, except to prepare for a second? What does second love bring? Only regret for the first.
The failure of love, that's what all laws are really.
I've loved him for a decade. And I had him for one day before I made a complete and utter mess of things. Or he did. I'm still not sure about that.
Love is also like a coconut which is good while it is fresh, but you have to spit it out when the juice is gone, what's left tastes bitter.
Not only had he lost the only girl he'd ever loved, he'd lost her in duplicate, like some heartbroken but highly efficient civil servant.
It's a shame, she had me convinced that she could've been a dime. I guess I lost another one to the wintertime.
Love is like the little red toy wagon you get for your Christmas or your sixth birthday. It makes you deliriously happy and you just can't leave it alone. But sooner or later the wheels come off. Then you leave it in a corner and forget it. Falling in love is great. Being in love is a disaster
Is a lifetime long enough to hold the regret that I have for that fantastically aborted but crazily sweet love affair?
He has been trying to sing Love into existence again And he has failed
Having been dumped so many times in my life, I thought I could sympathize with Bellas character.
Breakups just hit you harder when you're younger. When I was a teenager, it felt like the most depressing thing in the world if a boy I was infatuated with didn't like me back!
We could go back to the time when we first met: a man in emotional tatters over someone who had left him, and a woman madly in love with her neighbor. I could repeat what I said to you once: 'I'm going to fight to the bitter end.' Well, I fought and I lost, and now I'll just have to lick my wounds and leave.
I've been flushed from the bathroom of your heart.
