#heart

Certain voices hold this odd pull on our heartstrings. They are like sad oboes or something, something that makes you want to throw all your money at the radio while yelling, "I love you." I don't know what it is. ↗

— Jonathan Goldstein

#voices #yelling #love

Love is my fire and essence. The bundles which is my self is gone. Love has entered my house. You do not see me. You see 'the beloved.' How then can love be torn from my heart? ↗

— Layla and Majnun as told by Diane Wolkstein

#fire #heart #house #loss #love

Better this way, what remained of his battered sensibilities told him. He was no good for her, anyway. She didn’t understand him. She didn’t understand that he was cursed. And, selfish as he was, he’d rather she hate him than he hate himself any more than he was already going to. Any more than he already did. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#heartbreak #love #romance #love

Psalm 37:4 4 Delight thyself also in the LORD: and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. ↗

— LaNina King

#bestseller #blaque #book #desire #god

The mighty trojans fell, and so did i. A wooden horse you were not, yet in a pool of my own blood i lie. Dawn follows every dusk, and all that rises - fall it must. So, my blood shall find its way and trickle down your eyes. The day your deeds of today, eventually make you cry. ↗

— Anurag Anand

#hurt #love #pain #suffering #love

We want who we want, right? No matter what other people say. No matter what reason or reality we’re faced with. No matter what facts our brains process. The heart’s a stubborn organ. ↗

— Kim Harrington

#love #romance #want #love

I can't leave you," he says hoarsely. "I can't leave you either," I say, shaking my head. "I can't." "Then don't," he says, and grabs me behind the neck and kisses me again, and the world is tilting, and everything goes black. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#heartbreak #love #tucker-avery #love

I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today. ↗

— Charlotte Eriksson

#character-building #growing-up #heartbreak #learning-by-doing #life

He hugged her tight, mixing their tears to be bottled and fermented, so they could be drunk on each other when this was all over. ↗

— Pete Wentz

#heartache #love #sadness #tears #love

You don't blast a heart open," she said. "You coax and nurture it open, like the sun does to a rose. ↗

— Melody Beattie

#love #tenderness #love