quotes

A collection of the best quotes ever spoken by scorned lovers and hopeless romantics throughout history.

The Purpose of Pain
Torture is one of the most uncomfortable subjects humanity avoids talking about. Not because it doesn’t exist. Not because it’s rare.
By mikeabout 14 hours ago in Humans
The Invisible Script
Most people believe they are living their own lives. They believe their thoughts are theirs. Their desires are theirs. Their opinions are theirs. Their goals are theirs. But if you slow down long enough and really observe, an uncomfortable realization starts forming: a large portion of what we call “ourselves” was handed to us before we ever had a chance to choose. Family expectations, cultural norms, school systems, social media trends, economic pressure, and survival instincts quietly write a script in our minds. By the time we’re old enough to question anything, the script already feels like identity. You don’t remember agreeing to it. You don’t remember signing anything. Yet you wake up every day playing a role that feels strangely familiar, even when it doesn’t feel true.
By mikeabout 16 hours ago in Humans
The Slow Poison of Comfort
Comfort feels harmless. It doesn’t look like destruction. It doesn’t smell like danger. It doesn’t announce itself with chaos or violence. It feels soft. Warm. Safe. It feels like rest after a long day. It feels like staying where you are because at least you know what to expect. That’s why comfort is so seductive. It doesn’t force itself on you. You choose it willingly. You choose it every time you avoid a difficult conversation. Every time you delay a goal. Every time you settle for “good enough” even though you know you’re capable of more. Comfort doesn’t attack your life all at once. It slowly replaces your ambition with tolerance. You stop asking for better. You stop imagining bigger. You stop demanding growth from yourself. Not because you’re lazy. But because discomfort feels unnecessary when survival is already handled. And once survival becomes the highest goal, living quietly disappears.
By mike2 days ago in Humans
The Weight of Nothingness
There is a specific kind of suffering that doesn’t scream. It doesn’t cry. It doesn’t collapse on the floor. It simply exists.
By mike2 days ago in Humans
The Quiet Loss of Self
Most people don’t wake up one day and realize they’ve lost themselves. It happens slowly. So slowly that it feels normal.
By mike2 days ago in Humans
The Soundtrack That Programs You
Music is one of the most powerful tools humans have ever created. It can comfort you, energize you, calm you, motivate you, and make you feel understood. For many people, music feels harmless. Even healing. Something that simply exists to be enjoyed.
By mike3 days ago in Humans
When Your Own Approval Feels Out of Reach
At some point in life, many people stop feeling proud of themselves. Not because they suddenly became terrible people. Not because they lost all their good qualities. But because their internal standards quietly changed. What once felt like progress now feels ordinary. What once felt like effort now feels like the bare minimum.
By mike3 days ago in Humans
A Mind That Won’t Let You Rest
Overthinking rarely announces itself as a problem. It disguises itself as intelligence. As self-awareness. As “just trying to understand.” You tell yourself you’re analyzing situations because you care. Because you want to make the right choice. Because you don’t want to repeat mistakes.
By mike3 days ago in Humans
Silence: The Space Where Truth Finally Speaks
We live in the loudest era in human history. Not loud in sound alone — loud in information, opinions, notifications, expectations.
By mike3 days ago in Humans
Love Between Two Enemies Part Two
Lines Drawn in Blood --- PART TWO – LINES DRAWN IN BLOOD Some wars were loud. They came with shouting, gunfire, headlines splashed across newspapers. Others were quieter—waged in boardrooms, whispered threats, contracts signed in ink that carried more poison than blood.
By Ahmed aldeabella4 days ago in Humans
Love Between Two Enemies Part One
THE WAR WE INHERITED New York had a way of pretending it had no memory. Skyscrapers rose where scandals once burned, cafés thrived where blood had been spilled in boardrooms, and families like the Ashfords and the Morettis wore their success like polished armor, hiding decades of hatred beneath tailored suits.
By Ahmed aldeabella4 days ago in Humans
The Illusion of “Someday”
Many people live as if their real life is waiting somewhere in the future. They tell themselves that things will begin after they get more money, after they become more confident, after they fix their flaws, after everything makes sense. Until then, they exist in preparation mode. Surviving. Enduring. Passing time.
By mike4 days ago in Humans