#heart

A dream you once were, A dream of all my realities, A dream I can no long strive for In the wake of my manly betayals ↗

— C. Elizabeth

#dreams #heartache #lost-love #reality #dreams

And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath--to forget ↗

— Shania Twain

#if-only-hurts-when-i-m-breathing #lyrics #dreams

I've heard fate talked of. It's not a word I use. I think we make our own choices. I think how we live our lives is our own doing, and we cannot fully hope on dreams and stars. But dreams and stars can guide us, perhaps. And the heart's voice is a strong one. Always is. Your heart's voice is your true voice. It is easy to ignore it, for sometimes it says what we'd rather it did not - and it is so hard to risk the things we have. But what life are we living, if we don't live by our hearts? Not a true one. And the person living it is not the true you. ↗

— Susan Fletcher

#dreams #fate #heart #hopes #life

In my heart, I'm an Alabaman who went up north to work. ↗

— E. O. Wilson

#i #north #up #went #who

Always follow your dreams! ↗

— Maggie Van Galen

#inspirational #dreams

Dreams are pathways for the heart. - Reminim the gnome ↗

— T. William Watts

#fantasy #heart #pathway #dreams

Sleeping on it didn't make accepting it any easier. It seemed like a really bad dream. ↗

— Abbi Glines

#heartache #reality #sleeping #dreams

Life is a game, you live so you play. Follow your dreams and win what your happy heart desires. ↗

— Roel van Sleeuwen

#desire #desires #desiring #dream #dreaming

In the pause that followed, Shane understood why people said their hearts broke. She always thought it was a weak metaphor of strong emotion. She could feel each bit of shrapnel from her heart stab at her stomach and lungs. Her knees gave out beneath her as she heard the voice tell her what she already knew in her fragments of cardiac tissue. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#heartbreak #dreams

But if the abberations of foolish youth made me forget suc wise lessons for a time,I have the happiness to sense at last that whatever the inclination one may have toward vice,it is difficult for an education in which the heart is involved to remain forever lost. ↗

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau

#heart #vice #education