Hearts can break. Yes. Hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.

Yes, I am. I break men’s heart, but it’s not intentional. It’s either you are lying about something or you are not truthful. Different factors could make me break your heart. And once I‘ve gone, I never returned.

If you're really listening, if you're awake to the poignant beauty of the world, your heart breaks regularly. In fact, your heart is made to break; its purpose is to burst open again and again so that it can hold evermore wonders.

What is it that affects you so deeply that whenever you encounter it, you feel the need to look away? Look there. Where is the pain in the world that you just cannot stand? Stand there. The thing that breaks your heart is the very thing you were born to help heal. Every world changer's work begins with a broken heart.

The thing that breaks your heart is the very thing you were born to help heal. Every world changer's work begins with a broken heart.

Nobody gets through life without a broken heart. The important thing is to break the heart so that when it mends it will be stronger than before.

People die of broken hearts. They have heart attacks. And it's the heart that hurts most when things go wrong and fall apart.

Sometimes, for the soul to thrive, the heart needs to be broken, son.

It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.

If you’re really listening, if you’re awake to the poignant beauty of the world, your heart breaks regularly. In fact, your heart is made to break; its purpose is to burst open again and again so it can hold evermore wonders. -Andrew Harvey

God will break your heart.

Open your heart. Tear it apart.

Heartbreak is more than just a particularly hard form of disappointment or failure. It hurts in an entirely different way because heartbreak is always connected to love and belonging. Over time, the more I’ve thought about heartbreak and love, the more clearly I’ve realized how vulnerable we are when we love anyone. The brokenhearted are the bravest among us — they dared to love.

And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.