#hear

Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing. ↗

— Arundhati Roy

#breathing #day #hear #her #i

I want to reach out and grab his hand and hold it to me, right over my heart, right where it aches the most. I don't know if doing that would heal me or make my heart break entirely, but either way this constant hungry waiting would be over. ↗

— Ally Condie

#hunger #hurt #pain #waiting #wish

I was in the biggest breakdown of my life when I stopped crying long enough to let the words of my epiphany really sink in. That whore, karma, had finally made her way around, and had just bitch-slapped me right across the face. The realization only made me cry harder. ↗

— Jennifer Salaiz

#heartbreak #jennifer-salaiz #karma #life #sadness

I feel my heart ache, but I've forgotten what that feeling means. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#forgotten #heart-ache #heartache

my own chocolate center has filled up with poison, the roses he gave me all twisted black ↗

— Terra Elan McVoy

#bitter #bittersweet #heartache #heartbreak #sad

Maybe heartache was more normal than the absence of it. ↗

— Jennifer Handford

#heartache #heartache

Every heart, it have its own ache. ↗

— Lynn Cullen

#philosophy #heartache

I encased my heart in stone so as to stop it from beating ↗

— Sonya Watson

#sadness-feeling-ache #heartache

Man of an hard heart! Hear me, Proud, Stern, and Cruel! You could have saved me; you could have restored me to happiness and virtue, but would not! You are the destroyer of my Soul; You are my Murderer, and on you fall the curse of my death and my unborn Infant’s! Insolent in your yet-unshaken virtue, you disdained the prayers of a Penitent; But God will show mercy, though you show none. And where is the merit of your boasted virtue? What temptations have you vanquished? Coward! you have fled from it, not opposed seduction. But the day of Trial will arrive! Oh! then when you yield to impetuous passions! when you feel that Man is weak, and born to err; When shuddering you look back upon your crimes, and solicit with terror the mercy of your God, Oh! in that fearful moment think upon me! Think upon your Cruelty! Think upon Agnes, and despair of pardon! ↗

— Matthew Gregory Lewis

#arrogance #callousness #catholicism #cold-hearted-people #cruelty

Home is where the heart is, I thought now, gathering myself together in Betty's Luncheonette. I had no heart any more, it had been broken; or not broken, it simply wasn't there any more. It had been scooped neatly out of me like the yolk from a hard-boiled egg, leaving the rest of me bloodless and congealed and hollow. I'm heartless, I thought. Therefore I'm homeless. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#broken-heart