#pain

When it comes to love, I realize that I am masochistic. They might consider me crazy for loving you despite everything that we have been through. You may not be worth the pain, but if it’s from you, I really don’t mind the devastation. I don’t want to ever let you go. I may deserve better than you, but you’re just the same, aren’t you? You are me. There is no difference. Tomorrow I will feel the same as I did the day before. You are the only one I could love this way, and that’s not something I ever want to give up. ↗

— Jennifer Megan Varnadore

#pain #love

But why all these questions? Because I'm in love and I'm afraid of suffering. Don't be afraid, the only way to avoid that suffering would be to refuse to love. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#pain #suffering #love

I know that suffering is one place where He ministers to us the most. So to think that we've had our quota would be foolish. I am just longing for the day when all the pain stops. ↗

— Mary Beth Chapman

#god-s-love #pain #perseverance #suffering #love

Is the love you have for me, and the feelings I have for you forever parallel, with no chance of intersecting? ↗

— Atsuko Asano

#sad #love

You can only understand the pain of love when you fall in love with someone you cannot afford to have. ↗

— M.F. Moonzajer

#pain-of-love #love

Today i want to talk to you, and you don't have time. Tomorrow you would desperately want to talk to me and I won't be around ↗

— Kunal Bhardwaj

#romantic #love

She felt about a love set as a painter does about his masterpiece; each ace serve was a form of brushwork to her, and her fantastically accurate shot-placing was certainly a study in composition. ↗

— Janet Flanner

#painting #suzanne-lenglen #tennis #love

We heal up through being loved, and through loving others. We don't heal by forming a secret society of one - by assessing about the only other 'one' we might admit, and being doomed to disappointment. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#healing #love #oneness #pain #love

Technically, the weight of pain is the weight of shadow. ↗

— Carl Phillips

#shadow #love

...this refinement and delicacy were what Cale adored; but Cale had been beaten into shape, hammered in dreadful fires of fear and pain. How could she be with him for long? A secret part of Arbell had been searching for some time for a way to leave her lover—although she was unaware of this, it is only fair to record. And so as Cale waited for her to save him while he worked out a way of saving her, she had already chosen the bitter but reasonable path of the good, of the many over the one... ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #bad #beat #bitter #cale