Breakup Quotes

And finally, the most important break up rule: no matter who broke your heart, or how long it takes to heal, you’ll never go through it without your friends.

Everyone lives with a love that has come to an end...

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I mean I've left schools and places I didn't even know I was leaving them. I hate that. I don't care if it's a sad good-by or a bad goodby, but when I leave a place I like to know I'm leaving it.

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J. D. Salinger

The Catcher in the Rye

Why do you have to break up with her? Be a man. Just stop calling.

Listen. We aren’t flying away from everyone to leave them, but rather so we might see them again someday.

People always leave. But sometimes they come back.

— He hates me.
— That's not hate. That's, "You dumped me, but I'm too cool to show it..."

After a break-up, certain streets, locations, even times of day are off-limits. The city becomes a deserted battlefield loaded with emotional land mines. You have to be very careful where you step or you could be blown to pieces.

Dass nicht jeder Abschied heisst, es gibt auch ein wiedersehn.

— You never want to do anything since you and Janice broke up.
— That's not true. I wanted to wear my bathrobe and eat peanut clusters all day. I wanted to start drinking in the morning. Don't say I don't have goals!

It’s hard to let go. Even when what you’re holding onto is full of thorns, it’s hard to let go. Maybe especially then.

Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way...

When you go
Would you have the guts to say
"I don't love you
Like I loved you Yesterday"

But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong enough to leave.

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Milan Kundera

The Unbearable Lightness of Being

You teach me now how cruel you’ve been—cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they’ll blight you—they’ll damn you. You loved me—then what right had you to leave me? What right—answer me—for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart—you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you—oh, God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave?