#hear

I make it a policy not to second-guess my instincts. Life's more fun that way. ~Train Heartnet ↗

— Kentaro Yabuki

#kentaro-yabuki #train-heartnet #life

Your heart's voice is your true voice. It is easy to ignore it, for sometimes it says what we'd rather it did not - and it is so hard to risk the things we have. But what life are we living, if we don't live by our hearts? Not a true one. And the person living it is not the true you. ↗

— Susan Fletcher

#heart #life #living #life

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy in her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her. Before she could speak, almost before she could feel, a voice called 'Lucy! Lucy! Lucy!' The silence of life had been broken by Miss Bartlett, who stood brown against the view. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#heart-warming #romance #life

Head knowledge is worthless, unless accompanied by submission of the will and right action. ↗

— Fulton J. Sheen

#p #life

The true story of every person in this world is not the story you see, the external story. The true story of each person is the journey of his or her heart. ↗

— John Eldredge

#heart #life #story #life

Lean your body forward slightly to support the guitar against your chest, for the poetry of the music should resound in your heart. ↗

— Andres Segovia

#body #chest #forward #guitar #heart

Once the amateur's naive approach and humble willingness to learn fades away, the creative spirit of good photography dies with it. Every professional should remain always in his heart an amateur. ↗

— Alfred Eisenstaedt

#amateur #approach #away #creative #creative spirit

You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. You loved me - what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. ↗

— Emily Brontë

#love #death

The whole thing was like a divorce. When we divided everything up, Courtney got my dignity, and I got the heartache. ↗

— Alex Flinn

#heartbreak #friendship

There was no other way to say it. After being heartbroken for so long, I had made myself completely numb inside. Maybe not from physical pain, but anything emotional, yes. Sexual pleasure? Numb to that, too. I’d have been a great actress. After all, I had the perfect, mind-blowing orgasm down to an art. Suppose I deserve an Oscar for that. ↗

— Jennifer Salaiz

#hurt #numb #sad #art