The heart has its reasons which reason knows not.
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Blaise Pascal
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
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Jalaluddin Rumi
His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.
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James Joyce
Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he could not find it.
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Unknown
I am my heart’s undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.
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Emilie Autumn
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