Hearted Quotes
Everyone breathing is broken. Keep breathing light into them until the stained glass collage takes your breath away.
You talked over the tour guide who pointed to houses and windows. Showing us where people had lived and died and other people now stayed in their place. Just like a broken heart." - Adieu
My heart is broken and I grieve, for I have known love. Your heart is broken and you grieve, for you have not.
His face looked almost as gray as his suit, and the pouches beneath his eyes looked like little bags for holding all the sadness that his head couldn't hold.
When your heart is heavy, sometimes it's just easier to retweet the words of another person who seems to know exactly how you feel.
...that tender compunction of the honest-minded, so different from the hateful intoxication of criminals...
I thought she had a good heart, though not much respectability- or maybe it was because of that.
Those happy memories now added to my sorrows.
Let go of what you can no longer keep. Protect what's still worth keeping. Believe in love most of all.
There will always be a pain in 'goodbyes'. No matter how much we seem to understand everything, it breaks our hearts to ever see anything beautiful die.
Wasted laughter. Wasted tears. Wasted love. That's how badly you felt. And yet, is love ever truly wasted?
Saying goodbye doesn't mean you need to forget, It doesn't mean you were never loved.It doesn't mean you're weak, It doesn't mean you didn't try hard enough.
We are fragile beings, yet we often act as though we couldn't be hurt, and as though we couldn't hurt other people.
Men who believe that the way to the mind is not by way of ice picks through the brain or large dosages of dangerous medicine but through an honest reckoning of the self.
I nod in the darkness. He embraces me and before long he's fast asleep, a man with clear consiense and an open heart. I stay awake, listening to his breath and thinking of the webs we weave.
No matter how many thousands friends you've had, or even more likes you've got, but if you do not enjoy being yourself, then you just keep lying to yourself and unto others as well.
6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days, and I still don’t know which month it was thenor what day it is now.Blurred out linesfrom hangovers to coffeeanother vagabond lost to love.
God's breath is like a fresh wind that renews us. Frail and weak as we are, we have hope. We find healing.
To love is to risk, and to risk is to lose sometimes, to get hurt. But let it not deter you from loving again, from being happy.
We hurt so much because we have lost a part of ourselves. If we have loved much, we must have given much also, and when everything's over, we feel as though we have lost everything.
...I committed a sin the day I refused you - I discovered metal inside me where my heart should be - forgive me, Love, for acting on principles...
The moon rested right above the mountains, a place I call home.
One who has a deaden conscience can never live within the confinements of the law.
My feelings remain the same for you, but you chose to walk away...
Writing is Like waking on Water, Seems not possible at all, But Only person Understand Who Feel the Walking Sound of Tears while felling from Eyes
Strongest is not the one hard at heart, but the one tough at heart, to endure the hardest situations of life.
End of the SummerIt was end of the summerAnd my heart was brokenbut i was smiling, laughing, making jokesLike there was nothing bleeding insideAs always.
You shattered the remainder of my heart, yet you expect me to be okay with it day after day.
What happens when two broken hearts meet? Then the road gets very bumpy, but sooner or later if the pieces fit then the broken pieces from each heart will mend the other one.