#hear

Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends. ↗

— Alphonse de Lamartine

#heart #inspirational #music #power-of-music #inspirational

We hurt so much because we have lost a part of ourselves. If we have loved much, we must have given much also, and when everything's over, we feel as though we have lost everything. ↗

— Jocelyn Soriano

#broken-heart #broken-hearted #broken-hearted-quotes #heartache #heartbreak

At the last moment, Antoinette came out of her faint and shouted one word to her child. That word, reader, was adieu... Adieu is the French word for farewell. “Farewell” is not the word you would like to hear from your mother as you are being led to the dungeon by two oversize mice in black hoods... “Farewell” is a word that, in any language, is full of sorrow. It is a word that promises absolutely nothing. ↗

— Kate DiCamillo

#inspirational #writing-from-the-heart #inspirational

The language of the heart Is the only language That everybody can understand. ↗

— Sri Chinmoy

#language #inspirational

I shall now call myself; I shall now call. In the forest of my heart, seeing myself, I shall love myself and love myself. I shall be my own quest, My absolute wealth. The journey of light supreme will commence In the heart of freedom. ↗

— Sri Chinmoy

#heart #light #love #quest #self-discovery

Your defeats in life's battlefield Will soon be ending, Because your mind is no longer indifferent To your heart's spontaneous enthusiasm. ↗

— Sri Chinmoy

#heart #inspirational #inspirational

You are my counterfeit mystery. My artificial company. My forged reality. My imaginary friend I can’t eradicate. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#blind #breaking-up #breakups #broken-heart #broken-hearted

The journey to a thousand stars is not too far a journey in the quest to have true love abiding in a pure heart. ↗

— C. JoyBell C.

#journey-to-a-thousand-stars #love #pure-heart #true-love #inspirational

I remembered and had to keep repeating it: The heart cannot lie. ↗

— Obengbia Leyony

#heartbreak #heartbreaking #inspiration #love #wisdom

Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things. Their language has been lost. But not the gestures. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#bark #gestures #hear #hearing #listen