#heart

He managed to find his way into my heart again and sabotage it from the inside. ↗

— Jennifer Echols

#love #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

My feelings for you are very real" Well I thought about and I realized that my feelings for you are real too. But I also realized that I don't really have any real feelings for you. ↗

— Kady Le

#humor #mean #rejected #humor

When you're cold and unloving, he'll walk through a fire to earn your love, but the second you give your love to him, he'll drag you by your hair, and throw you into the fire. Never show your vulneralbility, instead embody the Seductress. ↗

— Euphoria Godsent

#heart-broken #love #love-hurts #lovesick #seductress

When you are inquisitive, Jane, you always make me smile. You open your eyes like an eager bird, and make every now and then a restless movement, as if answers in speech did not flow fast enough for you, and you wanted to read the tablet of one's heart. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#heart #human-nature #inquisitive #learning #love

She smiled, and there it was again, that aching pressure in his chest. Love, or a heart attack. Kind of the same thing. ↗

— Kristan Higgins

#heart-attack #love #smile #love

His eyes search the crowd until they find my face. My heartbeat lives in my throat; lives in my cheeks. "I still don't understand," he says softly, "how she knew that it would work. ↗

— Veronica Roth

#love #simulation #tobias-eaton #tris-prior #love

Don’t be with him, don’t want him, don’t go with him. Be with me. Want me. Stay with me. I don’t know how to be without you. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#heartache #jace-wayland #love #pain #love

I use the chopsticks to outline the biggest heart possible. Then I use the Sweet'N Low packets to fill it in. I borrow some from two other tables when I run out. When I'm done, I point to the heart on the table. "This," I say, "is only about one ninety-millionth of how I feel about you." She laughs. "I'll try not to take it personally," she says. "Take what personally?" I say. "You should take it very personally." "The fact that you used artificial sweetener?" I take a Sweet'N Low and fling it at her. "Not everything is a symbol!" I shout. ↗

— David Levithan

#hearts #love #sweet-n-low #symbol #love