On nights like this when the air is so clear, you end up saying things you ordinarily wouldn’t. Without even noticing what you’re doing, you open up your heart and just start talking to the person next to you—you talk as if you have no audience but the glittering stars, far overhead.
Banana YoshimotoI could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.
Raymond CarverTags: heart human-passion
I am my heart’s undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.
Emilie AutumnTags: love melancholy heart
How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, when memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Eliza CookTags: heart memory sweet cruel echoes tune
My heart feels not so much in my chest as in my hands. I am carrying it along swiftly, as though I have become the messenger for what is going on inside me.
Claire KeeganLoss alone is but the wounding of a heart; it is memory that makes it our ruin.
Brian RuckleyTags: loss heart moving-on mourning memory
My heart is small, like a love of buttons or black pepper.
Sarah J. SloatTags: love poetry heart sympathy buttons pepper
But the hearts of small children are delicate organs. A cruel beginning in this world can twist them into curious shapes. The heart of a hurt child can shrink so that forever afterward it is hard and pitted as the seed of a peach. Or again, the heart of such a child may fester and swell until it is a misery to carry within the body, easily chafed and hurt by the most ordinary things.
Carson McCullersTags: love heart childhood cruelty neglect
A student: "I wonder why I did what I did, maybe it was an accident" A Teacher: "Everything is a mere accident. Be it, a love or friendship. We are born by an accident, we die by an accident, we study by an accident, and sometimes, we live by an accident. However, it is not we who perform these accidents. We are just like a remote control operated by unknown creature. But worry not; your heart makes happy accidents.
Santosh KalwarTags: inspirational love heart
Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way
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