There is a quake that rips the soul asunder... it is the pain of remembering.
-- Unknown.
The heart was made to be broken.
--
Oscar Wilde.
Those we hurt the most are often those we love the most.
-- Unknown.
Death is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.
--
Emily Dickinson.
It's not that the heart grows cold. No, it burns to ash, and the ash grows cold.
-- Joel Welling.
You never really know how lucky you are to have someone, until they are gone and you are left with nothing but memories.
-- Unknown.
We cannot learn without pain.
-- Aristotle.
Few things are as painful as the truth realized too late.
-- Unknown.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. ~Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook