#heartbreaking

It's heartbreaking to see so many people trapped in a web of enforced idleness, deep debt, and gnawing self-doubt. ↗

— William J. Clinton

#deep #enforced #gnawing #heartbreaking #idleness

It might have been easier to retire, to say my knee couldn't handle it and let that be that. At the same time, the prospect of not being able to compete in gymnastics anymore was heartbreaking. ↗

— Shawn Johnson

#anymore #been #being #compete #easier

I can't talk about our love story, so I will talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I know this: There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. (...) I want more numbers than I am likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I am grateful. ↗

— John Green

#heartbreaking #tearjerker #beauty

Then tell me Mark, how can I do it? How do I watch her life fade everyday but not hurt? How do I continue to breath, when I know she takes one less breath everyday? Why Mark, Why is this happening to someone so precious? ↗

— D. Love

#hurting-heart #love #life

One of the things that make our version that much more heartbreaking is that even though I am playing a 24-year-old I look much younger. I look like a child. ↗

— Rooney Mara

#child #even #heartbreaking #i #i am

To try to really land a spacecraft really on another world is really difficult, and if we lose that ability, it's going to be heartbreaking. ↗

— Bill Nye

#another #difficult #going #heartbreaking #land

Then I’m suddenly reminded of how I get engulfed with nightmares of Mom’s death as soon as I fall asleep. Hesitantly, I call to him, “Hey, Adrian?” “Yeah?” “Can you hold my hand the entire night?” My voice comes out as a quiet whisper. There’s a pause. I’m almost afraid to meet his eyes. Heartbeat picking up faster, his fingers interweave with mine and lace them together. I turn almost reflexively and I’m faced with his eyes—burning so green that it’s hard to look away. And for a second—one second, there is this feeling that flits in my chest, making my breath catch. Then his eyes close and I blink slowly—feeling as I’m in a dream-like trance. Then mine slide close too after a while of memorizing this moment, this moment of silent peacefulness. The gentle pressure of his hand holding mine coaxes me into sleep. This time, there’s only a soothing blankness. And we sleep just like that; backs curved together, my head folded in his chest. As we hold hands, I fall into the awaiting darkness. ↗

— L. Jayne

#distress #heartbreaking #death

God Layken. How do you do it? she says. She blows her nose and grabs another tissue out of the box. How do I do what? I sniff as I continue to wipe the tears from my eyes. How do you not fall in love with him? The tears begin flowing just as quickly as they had ceased. I grab yet another tissue. I don't not fall in love with him. I don't not fall in love with him a lot! ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#love

I love being reminded that existence itself is all about the tangling of souls. ↗

— Carolyn Mackler

#intense #love #love

Ishq Karoge to dard Milega.....!! ↗

— Ameen

#love #love