#heart

Don't cry when the sun is gone, because the tears won't let you see the stars. ↗

— Violeta Parra

#stars

A torn jacket is soon mended, but hard words bruise the heart of a child. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#heart #hurt #word #wound #child

Will looked as if he were being asked to believe in something impossible—snow in summertime, a London winter without rain. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #london

At least I don't look like a Christmas tree." "You look like the star atop the tree. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#compliment #daemon #heartwarming #katy #sweet

And anything that might hurt me would just make me stronger in the end. ↗

— Elizabeth Eulberg

#lonely

And the snow that fell onto the roof in winter... it fell softly... softly... and it covered the house, the armchair, the books, the children's voices. It covered Anna and Abel, covered their parallel world, and everything was finally, very, very quiet. ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#anna-and-abel #anna-leemann #crying #depressing #heartbreaking

THE MARK OF ATHENA BABY!!!!!! ↗

— Rick Riordan

#cry-your-pants-off #drama #extreme-awesemnes #greek-mythology #heart-breaking

I don't know you. The only thing I know about you is, you're reading this. I don't know if your happy or not; I don't know whether you're young or not. I sort of hope you're young and sad. If you're old and happy, I can imagine that you'll smile to yourself when you hear me going, he broke my heart. You'll remember someone who broke your heart, and you'll think to yourself, Oh yes, i remember how that feels. But you can't, you smug old git. Oh you'll remember feeling sort of plesantly sad. You might remember listening to music and eating chocolates in your room, or walking along the embankment on your own, wrapped up in a winter coat and feeling lonely and brave. But can you remember how with every mouthful of food it felt like you were biting into your own stomach? Can you remember the taste of red wine as it came back up and into the toilet bowl? Can you remember dreaming every night that you were still together, that he was talking to you gently and touching you, so that every morning when you woke up you had to go through it all over again? ↗

— Nick Hornby

#dreams

Alan:I used rabbit-skin glue to size the panels. I got it from the art shop. I don’t know if they use real rabbits in it. It seems kind of a shame if they do, but then it’s not like there’s a rabbit shortage, is it? And maybe they only used rabbits that would’ve died anyhow. ↗

— J.L. Merrow

#sweetheart #art

You're where I want to be. ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#rules