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Breakin' hearts and blowin' minds! or blowin' something,
Love hurts worse than getting slammed by a 250-pound linebacker.
I love smashing stuff.
I feel like the word shatter.
to hate someone you once loved. And to hate them to the point that you want to hurt them, break
Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another's pain.
By imposing too great a responsibility, or rather, all responsibility, on yourself, you crush yourself.
It is the destiny of mint to be crushed.
He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it.
You can crush any woman by suggesting that she's fat, not even saying the word 'fat' but just suggesting she's fat.
I need to capture my sprite with trembling hands. Except I could crush her. Wonder how many small things of beauty - flowers, seashells, dragonflies - have met such a demise. Wonder how much fragile love has collapsed beneath the weight of confession.
The silliest things shatter you. A T-shirt discovered behind the washing machine. A toy that rolled under a cabinet in the garage, forgotten until someone drops something and goes to fetch it, and suddenly they're on the concrete floor sobbing into a dusty baseball mitt.
Could crushed spirit be destroyed if it encountered too much spirit?
I'd had my heart broken, you see. Fell in love with the wrong chap and he crushed me right down to the bedrock. Nothing left but humiliation.
Not until we're totally crushed do we show what we are made of.
An endless defeat
Cushion the painful effects of hard blows by keeping the enthusiasm going strong, even if doing so requires struggle.
stomped up the stairs and then slammed
It never ends, the bruise
of being
If a man voluntarily allows himself to be crushed, he yields the oil of moral energy which sustains the world.
This was the final weight that broke my mind's kneecaps.
a glorious laughing ecstasy of rage.
The awful pleasure of hurling himself against something so immovable.
What inflates the heart deflates the soul.
It's like someone jammed an electric light bulb in your face, and busted it. I thought half my head was blowed off ... When he knocked me down I could have stayed there for three weeks.
his weight pinning me to the bed.
so heavy with sorrow , so full of pain
If you do not understand a man you cannot crush him. And if you do understand him, you probably will not.
The world was full of forces you couldn't fight against which suddenly loomed up and aimed a crushing blow at you.
like an unrelenting jackhammer on a defenseless city street.
hurt much, I saw the boulder that knocked him
A sigh can shatter a castle in the air.
the killing blow is sometimes the softest
To tear ourselves away from the everyday, from habit, from mental laziness which hides from us the strangeness of reality, we must receive something like a real bludgeon blow.
When we are crushed like grapes, we cannot think of the wine we will become.
Nothing is more humbling than getting your ass kicked.
More commonly suffering breaks people, crushes them, and is simply unilluminating. You see how gruesomely human beings are destroyed by pain, when they have the added torment of losing their humanity first, so that their death is a total defeat ...
In a train ... smash. In his arm her last ... breath.' He had loved her. But he hated himself more. Such suffering, so much pain. And he thought it made him hateful. As if suffering was shameful, disgusting, as if pain were a crime. Who can judge another man's suffering?
Playing football, I'm getting chills just thinking about it. That first knock of the game, you are going on kickoff, and you are just trying to smack somebody just as hard as you can. That's how I play baseball. I want to hit you.
Are the problems of the world caused by bad people who need to be crushed? Or do people do bad things when they are in a certain situation? If it is the latter, then we can go around crushing the villains for another thousand years and nothing will change.
When you love someone. Something happens to them, and it's a punch in the heart. Not like a punch in the heart; a real punch in the heart.
The pain of WATCHING them!
What about their pain?
a trauma that breaks you into brand new pieces.
Embracing the torture, as I'm assaulted by my own thoughts. Like a locust giving birth to earworms. Eeeeew!
Bone and gristle of his nose crunch. He raised
The special joy of putting a lead ball into any person who presents a nuisance.
What was more brutal than loss of hope?
practically in tears
Not loving you - that would hurt more.
[Finishing schools] are nicely adapted machines for experimenting on the question, "Into how little space a human being can be crushed?" I have seen some souls so compressed that they would have fitted into a small thimble, and found room to move ...
Nothing can so pierce the soul as the uttermost sigh of the body.
She ached: oh, how she ached. Her soul was like one big bruise.
his heart going hard.
You have a stone in your heart, and some days it's so heavy there is nothing to be done.
The pillow mashed into her abdomen like a ten-kilo sandbag, filling her mouth with the taste of stomach acid.
I see enormous loves growing immense and finally crushing me.
As he was pummeled into one tight spot after another, emerging each time breathless and in amazed chagrin, Bryan flushed, with spots of anger in his cheeks. His whole body sagged. Before our very eyes, he became a beaten man.
Blows are what awaken us & help to break the dream. They show us the insufficiency of this world & make us long to escape, to have freedom.
Shatter your pride in dust to vanish into the joy of longing and love.
Crunches only go so deep.
How intense could you be? Can you be intense enough to pick this 500Lbs off the floor? Are you intense enough to pick this 700Lbs up? Squat down to the floor and stand back up? So what if your eyes are bloodshot! So what if your bones feel like snapping! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO!
You'll ache. And you're going to love it. It will crush you. And you're still going to love all of it.
The pain decimated me.
ROY (Fierce): I hurt. BELIZE: I'll get you a painkiller. ROY: Will it knock me out? BELIZE: I sure hope so. ROY: Then shove it. Pain's ... nothing, pain's life. BELIZE: Sing it, baby.
May the Lord revive the crushed spirit.
The thought that really crushes us is the thought of the futility of life of which death is the visible manifestation.
The world breaks everyone.
Shatter all your fear.
Disappointment feels like slamming a brick in the wall
The disappointment of losing is huge.
When a heavy weight presses the soul to the lowest level at which endurance is possible, there is an instant and desperate effort of every physical and moral nerve to throw off the weight; and hence the heaviest anguish often precedes a return tide of joy and courage.
feeling - I understand.
When we were locked and loaded, he led the way and we jogged in silence.
Actually, I jogged in silence, my feet and movements soundless. Greg jogged like a large man who used to be a Marine.
Crunch.
Crash.
Smash.
Snap.
Crack.
Amateur.
There is the body of history ever atop of us, and the body of memory rustling within us. Between the two, we are crushed.
Pains demand to be felt.
It's like looking into a full-length mirror and seeing nothing but pure beauty in the reflection ... and then watching helplessly as it shatters into a thousand pieces before your eyes, knowing that you can do nothing to keep it from breaking ...
The air scored his throat on each breath like crushed glass.
Gee whiz, it's all fucking heart-
breaking
I think crush is the perfect word to describe it, too, because it simultaneously means 'to have a brief infatuation with someone unattainable' and 'to be violently squashed.
A carpet of despair which lay underneath the levels of fury.
When words are too heavy for the mouth, the soul weeps in agony
I felt like a rug had been pulled from under my feet, my head hit hard on the floor and the pain vibrated through my body.
Dying - you can't do that to a cat.
I could get no further. There was a boulder lodged in my throat. My heart surged pitifully. I knew what the boulder was; that it was a word; and that behind that word I would find my earliest emotions. Emotions that had frightened me insane.
People who are crushed do not look behind them. They know but too well the evil fate which follows them.
On a scale of one to stepping on a LEGO, how much pain are you in?
I'm "crushable." That was the craziest thing. They called me "crushable" on some website.
The flaming hug attack of doom.
prostrate body. He groaned when
exasperating composure.
punching holes the size of dogs
Sadness of love without release.
Falling hard and fast. And there didn't seem to be a thing I could do about it.
Shakin' like a bowl of soup and make your body loop-de-loop.
wankers snorting
Toppling face first into a neat, fresh pile of Danny the carthorse's nuggets.
Force is as pitiless to the man who possesses it as it is to its victims - the second it crushes, the first it intoxicates.
stuffing my face with fun-size Kit Kats. Which, for the record, are way less fun than full-size Kit Kats. I
Suddenly I felt the weight of shattered dreams.
Soft hearts bled, and in their pain they caused grief and havoc.