#Heart

"And suddenly solitude fell across his heart like a dusty reflection. He closed his eyes. The dark doors within him opened and he entered. The next performance in the theater of Grenouille's soul was beginning."

"Either I will love you, or I will love you if and only if you love me in return. I prefer the former."

"I called his broken promise heartbreaking, and he called it growing up. Oh, that’s mature—blame it on maturity."

"The heart pumps blood, a fluid, but it also pulses love, which is as liquid as a wave, and everyone wants a refill. My goal is to be a server."

"...what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no matter what shoes you wear."

"Words may be false and full of art; Sighs are the natural language of the heart."

"Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance."

"It is a fine thing to establish one's own religion in one's heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing."

"بربك لا تبكِ بكاء المظلوم !إن زرت أوطاني يوماً ولمحت نوافذ إنتظاري مغلقةوأبواب فقدي لك مؤصدة ،بربك لا تبكِ بكاء المظلوم !إن إحتفلوا بيوم ميلادك وبحثت عن صوتي بينهم ..ولم تجده ؟ وبحثت عن هداياي من بين هداياهم ولم تصلك"

"I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart."

"A friend is what the heart needs all the time."

"When the world caves inStill my hope will clingTo Your promiseWhere my courage endsLet my heart find strengthIn Your presence"

"True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart."

"You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn't. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn't. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn't stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried."

"I've never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. The pain is like an axe that chops my heart."

"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."

"You're paved in my heart like an old road. Like the pebbles in a pebble field, dirt in dirt, dust in dust, cobwebs in cobwebs."

"Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people."

"Great thoughts come from the heart."

"A heart has problems which mind cannot understand."