#heart

It's hard to close the door on optimistic expectations when you love someone. ↗

— Dennis Lehane

#hope #love #relationships #love

Jason felt humiliated and frustrated. Rejected by a rock. ↗

— Cinda Williams Chima

#humor #jason-haley #humor

Oh, well, faint heart never won so much as a scrap of paper ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#humor #love #paper #humor

Bracy sighed, "So this wasn't the heart...it was the head." "Bracy don't try to be poetic; it doesn't suit you. ↗

— Nicole Sager

#head #heart-of-arcrea #humor #poetic #talon

I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence, and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. ↗

— Lemony Snicket

#love #lovers #love

Don't do this to us." He warned, his voice hoarse with angry desperation as he realize he was losing her. "You're letting eleven years of mistrust color everything you've discovered I've done". ↗

— Judith McNaught

#heartbreak #love-story #love

There ain't a man in the world cares about a woman's past until he's thinking of her in his future. ↗

— Dru Pagliassotti

#future #humor #past #reputation #romance

Do not write. I am sad, and want my light put out. Summers in your absence are as dark as a room. I have closed my arms again. They must do without. To knock at my heart is like knocking at a tomb. Do not write! Do not write. Let us learn to die, as best we may. Did I love you? Ask God. Ask yourself. Do you know? To hear that you love me, when you are far away, Is like hearing from heaven and never to go. Do not write! Do not write. I fear you. I fear to remember, For memory holds the voice I have often heard. To the one who cannot drink, do not show water, The beloved one's picture in the handwritten word. Do not write! Do not write those gentle words that I dare not see, It seems that your voice is spreading them on my heart, Across your smile, on fire, they appear to me, It seems that a kiss is printing them on my heart. Do not write! ↗

— Louis Simpson

#heartbreak #love

Jim had spent most of his life alone. The solitary nature of his disability and the constant moving had made it difficult for him to make friends. With his mother’s death, his last connection to a person was severed. He existed in Broughton like a ghost, doing his odd jobs, too silent for anyone to notice. ↗

— Bonnie Dee

#bonnie-dee #jim #death

Don't ever think about the mysteries of life and death. God reveals them to us only when he chooses to. Until then enjoy the existence he has provided and have faith in him. You are his special child and he has a very special plan for you. ↗

— Laxmi Hichkad

#death