#heart

If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled? ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#heart #love #death

and he suddenly knew that if she killed herself, he would die. Maybe not immediately, maybe not with the same blinding rush of pain, but it would happen. You couldn't live for very long without a heart. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#heart #love #mourning #suicide #death

Not to be with the one you love, Laura, the one person you should be spending your life with--it’s like a kind of living death. To wake up every morning and know you are still here. To have that brief, sweet moment of blankness, before your mind reminds you who you are, and why you are unhappy. It was like hell. A living hell of the heart’s own making. ↗

— Harriet Evans

#love #death

Well, as to that, all I'll say is, you can't take out a fellow's heart before he's ready to give it up. ↗

— Louis Bayard

#heart #murder #death

I hold the key to his heart right here." He lifted a briefcase from his side to show her. "All we have to do is wind it up again. ↗

— Jennifer Hudock

#heart #beauty

A liberal education is at the heart of a civil society, and at the heart of a liberal education is the act of teaching. ↗

— A. Bartlett Giamatti

#act #civil #civil society #heart #liberal

[T]he salient question is whether the increasing awareness of [heart] disease beginning in the 1920s coincided with the budding of an epidemic or simply better technology for diagnosis. ↗

— Gary Taubes

#food #health #heart-disease #science #diet

If only we correct our eating habits than not only we would have perfect body weight but also we can get rid of most of the diseases.- Subodh Gupta , author "7 food habits for weight loss forever". ↗

— Subodh Gupta

#diet #food #health #heart-disease #obesity

The world was a terrible place, cruel, pitiless, dark as a bad dream. Not a good place to live. Only in books could you find pity, comfort, happiness - and love. Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn't ask anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly. ↗

— Cornelia Funke

#cruelty #inkheart #reading #dreams

I've never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. The pain is like an axe that chops my heart. ↗

— Yann Martel

#heart #love #pain #dreams