Ex Lovers Quotes

“Sometimes loneliness makes the loudest noise.”
― Aaron Ben-Ze'ev

“Do you remember? When the fights seemed to go on and on, and always ended with us in bed, tearing at each other like maybe that could change everything. In a couple of months you'd be seeing somebody else and I would too; she was no darker than you but she washed her panties in the shower and had hair like a sea of little punos and the first time you saw us, you turned around and boarded a bus I knew you didn't have to take. When my girl said, Who was that? I said, Just some girl.”
― Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her

“This isn't a conversation. This is the sort of monologue you run in your head with lovers you'll never speak to again. This is what happens when thoughts curdle.”
― Kieron Gillen, Die, Vol. 1: Fantasy Heartbreaker

“Every time I thought to, I wrote about you.”
― Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading

“As for Fergus. He had a habit which Maud was not experienced enough to recognise as a common one in ex-lovers of giving little tugs at the carefully severed spider-threads or puppet-strings which had once tied her to him.”
― A. S. Byatt

“She liked him, had liked him, but now all she felt was the faint but real distaste a woman feels for the lover she no longer desires.”
― Aminatta Forna, Happiness

“Make tea. As the water boils, you think about the “her’s” like a love list. Valerie in the 4th grade, Naomi in the 6th, Linda in high school, Sammie in college, Camille from work, and the latest one to have signed your heart and left: Sophia. You think through each girl, wondering what she’s eating for breakfast. You miss them, not because you want a relationship, but because love only works in permanent marker.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, The Goodbye Song

“Livia ... Actually, I hadn’t thought of her for a long time. I wonder where that thought suddenly came from. It’s probably just the fact that she’s been living in San Francisco for a while. At least that’s what I heard. Maybe we’ll meet somewhere by chance?
Yeah, right, I think sarcastically. I suppose that’s extremely likely, amidst millions of locals and tourists.”
― Jutta Swietlinski, Returning Home to Her

“Some ex-lovers you see from time to time, and it’s great to run into them; and some you’d like to run into, but they seem to avoid the stretch of road you’re on when you put your foot down...”
― Bronwyn Angela White, You Who Delight Me

“I regret a lot of things, like believing that Joe and I would have grandchildren together one day. But here's the truth: I don't want to "feel it". I'm tired of "feeling it". I need my outer protective layers to click shut, quickly.”
― Sophie Kinsella, The Party Crasher

“De Profundis

Oh, is it, then, Utopian
To hope that I may meet a man
Who'll not relate, in accents suave,
The tales of girls he used to have?”
― Dorothy Parker, The Best of Dorothy Parker

“Are you waiting for your lover?" the stranger asked with amusement. "Do you know that's the only reason anyone comes to a place like this in the middle of the night?"

He had a deep voice, which startled her, yet he sounded vaguely familiar.

"Is that why you're here?" Emilie asked with narrowed eyes. She'd had enough talk about lovers for a lifetime. "You can go pick another spot. I found this one first.”
― Miriam Gomez, Lady Arundel and the Hunter of Haunters

“If you hadn't stolen my bride away in the night, Rhysand, I would not have been forced to take such drastic measures to get her back.'

I said quietly, 'The sun was shining when I left you.'

Those green eyes slid to me, glazed and foreign. He let out a low snort, then looked away again.

Dismissal.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“What do you want?' I hissed. 'An apology? For me to crawl back into your bed and play nice, little wife?'

'Why should I want spoiled goods returned to me?'

My cheeks heated.

Tamlin growled, 'The moment you let him fuck you like an-'

One heartbeat, the poisoned words were spewing from his mouth- where fangs lengthened.

Then they stopped.

Tamlin's mouth simply stopped emitting sounds. He shut his mouth, opened it- tried again.

No sound, not even a snarl, came out.

There was no smile on Rhysand's face, not a glint of irreverent amusement as he rested his head against the back of his chair. 'The gasping-fish look is a good one for you, Tamlin.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“He friended me just after Thanksgiving, Week 13 of regular-season football.

New York Times”
― Lisa K Friedman

“Ewww! New girlfriends only want to hear bad stuff about ex-girlfriends, dude, come on.”
― Bryan Lee O'Malley, Scott Pilgrim vs. The World