#hea

I love you," she said, and I knew she meant it because she spoke the words from the heart at the center of her chest. This, at least, had not been left behind at the hospital. ↗

— Augusten Burroughs

#love #love

It's hard to close the door on optimistic expectations when you love someone. ↗

— Dennis Lehane

#hope #love #relationships #love

Mental Health is measured though motivation to live; the more plans you have and the more significant they are, the more healthy you are. ↗

— Mark Brightlife

#mental-health #psychology #motivational

Jason felt humiliated and frustrated. Rejected by a rock. ↗

— Cinda Williams Chima

#humor #jason-haley #humor

Is it still considered a heartache when in fact, it's your entire body and soul that feel broken? ↗

— Jaf Liethers

#heartache #loneliness #love #quote #romance

It's my red hair that interferes with my good sense. All that color so close to my brain, it plum disorients me most days. ↗

— Kimberly Frost

#redheads #sense #humor

If I can’t see the bottom, I don’t know how much is left. Why does my love have to be so thick? I suppose because it keeps the engine of your heart running smooth.
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— Jarod Kintz

#engine #heart #love #oil #run

But I was in search of love in those days, and I went full of curiosity and the faint, unrecognized apprehension that here, at last, I should find that low door in the wall, which others, I knew, had found before me, which opened on an enclosed and enchanted garden, which was somewhere, not overlooked by any window, in the heart of that grey city. ↗

— Evelyn Waugh

#love

Heart’s blood and bitter pain belong to love, And tales of problems no one can remove; Cupbearer, fill the bowl with blood, not wine - And if you lack the heart’s rich blood take mine. Love thrives on inextinguishable pain, Which tears the soul, then knits the threads again. A mote of love exceeds all bounds; it gives The vital essence to whatever lives. But where love thrives, there pain is always found; Angels alone escape this weary round - They love without that savage agony Which is reserved for vexed humanity. ↗

— فرید الدین عطار

#love #lovers #pain #love

Austin stood. “All right, I will.” He walked to the door and stopped, his hand on the latch. He gazed back over his shoulder. “That woman you love . . . Do I know her?” Houston forced himself to meet his brother’s gaze. The boy only knew one woman, if he didn’t count the whores in Dusty Flats. “Yeah, you do.” “She never left your side, not for one minute.” “She should have.” “Well, I’m not learned in these matters, but I’d like to think if a woman ever loved me as much as that one loves you ... I’d crawl through hell to be by her side. ↗

— Lorraine Heath

#houston #lorraine-heath #texas-destiny #love