Alas, time comes and time goes, it subtracts little by little; then it deprives a person of a good, the loss of which he indeed feels, and his pain is great. Alas, and he does not discover that long ago it has already taken away from him the most important thing of all-the capacity to make a resolution-and it has made him so familiar with this condition that there is no consternation over it, the last thing that could help gain new power for renewed resolution!
I don't feel any shame I won't apologize if there ain't nowhere you can go running away from pain when you've been victimized tales from another broken home.
It's rainin' but there ain't a cloud in the sky;
Musta been a tear from your eye.
Everything'll be okay.
Funny, thought I felt a sweet summer breeze;
Musta been you sighin' so deep.
Don't worry we're gonna find a way.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.
It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.
If I concentrate on my body I feel pain, and if I concentrate on my thoughts I feel even more pain. Why has pain decided to become my best friend?
The interpreters change, the years pass accumulating experience but you always find yourself at the same point, the starting line, with always less faith and the need to begin, all over again.
Everybody says love hurts, but it's not true. Solitude hurts. Refusal hurts. Losing someone hurts. Everyone confuses these things with love, but in reality, love is the only thing in the world that covers all the pain and makes us still feel wonderful.
Unluckily time doesn't make you forget anything, it can only hide pain, in a corner of your heart.