The heart did ache, actually. She felt a dull grind of lack somewhere near her diaphragm, a pain that occupied the space of something removed. A phantom limb. A scratchy hunger. The wasting muscle fatigue of want.
This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.
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Elizabeth Gilbert
From childhood's hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.
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Edgar Allan Poe
You can obsess and obsess over how things ended–what you did wrong or could have done differently–but there's not much of a point. It's not like it'll change anything. So really, why worry?
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Jess Rothenberg
You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.
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Julie De Lespinasse
Love entered in my heart one day A sad, unwelcome guest. But when it begged that it might stay I let it stay and rest It broke my nights with sorrowing It filled my heart with fears And, when my soul was prone to sing,...
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J. California Cooper
More Quotes By Sylvia Brownrigg
I plan to learn enough to read you like a book.
I've been called promiscuous. Not a pretty word, is it? Makes you think of the gloop that comes out of your nose or what comes up your throat when you're gagging, if you're trying to swallow down something you didn't necessarily mean to swallow. Promiscuous:...
The heart did ache, actually. She felt a dull grind of lack somewhere near her diaphragm, a pain that occupied the space of something removed. A phantom limb. A scratchy hunger. The wasting muscle fatigue of want.
