#ear

Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive. ↗

— Joanne Harris

#bittersweet #chocolate #happiness #heart #simplicity

When one woman strikes at the heart of another, she seldom misses, and the wound is invariably fatal. ↗

— Pierre Choderlos de Laclos

#fatal #heart #marquise-de-merteuil #revenge #revenge

When I pass, speak freely of my shortcomings and my flaws. Learn from them, for I'll have no ego to injure. ↗

— Aaron McGruder

#feely #flaws #i-ll #injure #learn

Tears are words the mouth can't say nor can the heart bare. ↗

— Joshua Wisenbaker

#sadness #tears #heartache

Forget the self and you will fear nothing, in whatever level or awareness you find yourself to be. ↗

— Carlos Castaneda

#fear #fearless #ego

I think you should listen to your heart. It is there the True One speaks to us most. ↗

— Derek Donais

#heart #sci-fi #sci-fi

I would have done anything for him. But these days, I don't want to do anything. I don't want to get drunk or go to a wild party or make out with random boys-not that I've ever wanted to. I don't want to watch chick flicks or eat ice cream or get a haircut or buy out half of the mall. I don't want cold, cruel revenge. I don't want to see him suffer when karma catches up with him and kick his ass. I don't even want to talk to him right now, simply because it would be awkward and pathetic and I wouldn't know what to say to him. Yes, there is self-control, preventing me from being stupid and acting like a desperate doofus in the manner most heartbroken people do. But there is also a weary numbness threatening to consume every inch of me: Isn't there a way for me to skip straight to the part where I'm fine again? ↗

— Marla Miniano

#self-control #manners

Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#murder

It seems to me that we can’t explain all the truly awful things in the world like war and murder and brain tumors, and we can’t fix these things, so we look at the frightening things that are closer to us and we magnify them until they burst open. Inside is something that we can manage, something that isn’t as awful as it had a first seemed. It is a relief to discover that although there might be axe murderers and kidnappers in the world, most people seem a lot like us: sometimes afraid and sometimes brave, sometimes cruel and sometimes kind. ↗

— Sharon Creech

#fear #murder

Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#heartbreak #lament #love #lovers-love-story #lovers-sadness