#heart

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#life #sorrow #life

Those who have hurt you in the past cannot continue to hurt you now unless you hold on to the pain through resentment. ↗

— Rick Warren

#hurts #past #life

I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#heartache #life #loss #love #missing

It's not that I can't live without you; it's that I don't want to. There's a difference. We all make choices in life and I choose you. My heart belongs to you. And I'm not asking for it back, even if you won't want it anymore. I'm just asking for a chance to have your again. I promise I'll be more careful with it this time. ↗

— J. Sterling

#choice #heart #love #mature-ya #promise

The heart makes its choices without weighing the consequences. It doesn't look ahead to the lonely nights that follow. ↗

— Tess Gerritsen

#life #love #life

That’s life for you. All the happiness you gather to yourself, it will sweep away like it’s nothing. If you ask me I don’t think there are any such things as curses. I think there is only life. That’s enough. ↗

— Junot Díaz

#happiness #heartbreak #life #life

To my surprise, Nick reached under his shirt and pulled out the half-heart pendant. With his gaze fixed on mine, he slid the chain over my head. “No one should have to go through life with only half a heart,” he whispered. ↗

— Katherine Allred

#heartbreak #life #nick #life

By having good memories on every place you just visit, you are building paradise in your own heart and your life. ↗

— Toba Beta

#heart #life #memory #paradise #life

You are going, Jane?" "I am going, sir." "You are leaving me?" "Yes." "You will not come? You will not be my comforter, my rescuer? My deep love, my wild woe, my frantic prayer, are all nothing to you?" What unutterable pathos was in his voice! How hard was it to reiterate firmly, "I am going!" "Jane!" "Mr. Rochester." "Withdraw then, I consent; but remember, you leave me here in anguish. Go up to your own room, think over all I have said, and, Jane, cast a glance on my sufferings; think of me." He turned away, he threw himself on his face on the sofa. "Oh, Jane! my hope, my love, my life!" broke in anguish from his lips. Then came a deep, strong sob. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#heartbreak #romance #life

The gospel is not a doctrine of the tongue, but of life. It cannot be grasped by reason and memory only, but it is fully understood when it possesses the whole soul and penetrates to the inner recesses of the heart. ↗

— Jean Calvin

#heart #life