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The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can ever end.

The men who have had the most to give to their fellow men are those who have enriched their minds and hearts in solitude. It is a poor education that does not fit a man to be alone with himself.

The moon, too, abases her subjects, but in the daytime she is ridiculous. Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand, arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity, white and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide. No day is safe from news of you, walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me.

The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. Through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks. One good jolt...and I could shatter into strange razor-sharp shards.

The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never so lost that it can't be found.

There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream -- whatever that dream might be.

There are many persons ready to do what is right because in their hearts they know it is right. But they hesitate, waiting for the other fellow to make the make the first move - and he, in turn, waits for you.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

The reason why the world lacks unity, and lies broken and in heaps, is, because man is disunited with himself.

There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship-only backward. You try to start again but get into blaming over and over. Finally you are both worn out, exhausted, hopeless. Then lawyers are called in to pick clean the corpses. The death has occurred much earlier.

The safety-valves of the heart, when too much pressure is laid on.

The rules are learnt in order to be broken, but if you don't know them, then something is missing.

The turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all hurt.

The tender heart, the broken and contrite spirit, are to me far above all the joys that I could ever hope for in this vale of tears.

They always say the hottest love has the coldest end.

The violence had broken out in both sides, but our philosophy as a party was very, very clear.

They say for every light on Broadway there is a broken heart, an unrealized dream. And that’s the same in any profession. So you have to want it more than anyone else, and you have to be your own champion, be your own superstar, blaze your own path, say yes to opportunity, follow your instincts, be eager, and passionate, keep learning, nurture your real, lasting relationships, don’t be a jerk, and free your imagination so you can become all that you want to be.

This was a kind of dying. Losing the woman I truly had loved, and still loved more than anything, was just unfathomable. To me, she was the world.

Things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right.

Thus the whole country was broken into many shreds and patches of sovereignty.

Those who don't know how to weep with their whole heart, don't know how to laugh either.

Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.

Those who are born of parents broken with old age, or of such as are not yet ripe or are too young, or of drunkards, soft or effeminate men, want a great and liberal ingenuity or wit.

Though lovers be lost love shall not.

To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field, than their own hearts in their closet.

To offer a man friendship when love is in his heart is like giving a loaf of bread to one who is dying of thirst.

To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.

Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice?

Today I divide my day between being actor, producer and distributor, and the monotony is broken.

To stay with that shakiness-to stay with a broken heart, with a rumbling stomach, with the feeling of hopelessness and wanting to get revenge-that is the path of true awakening. Sticking with that uncertainty, getting the knack of relaxing in the midst of chaos, learning not to panic-this is the spiritual path.

Truth always originates in a minority of one, and every custom begins as a broken precedent.

We’'ve broken the code base into logical chunks, called modules, and the foundation staff delegate authority for the modules to people with the most expertise.

Two days after my dad's funeral, my mom went on a mission. I never understood it until then--that sometimes a spy doesn't need a cover so much as she needs a shield.

We are not in Afghanistan for the sake of the education policy in a broken 13th-century country. We are there so the people of Britain and our global interests are not threatened.

We're not in love-we're just trying to wash away the dirt.

When I had my sheep, I was happy, and I made those around me happy. People saw me coming and welcomed me, he thought. But now I'm sad and alone. I'm going to become bitter and distrustful of people because one person betrayed me. I'm going to hate those who have found their treasure because I never found mine. And I'm going to hold on to what little I have, because I'm too insignificant to conquer the world.

What happens when people open their hearts?"... "They get better.

When a love comes to an end, weaklings cry, efficient ones instantly find another love, and the wise already have one in reserve.

When a person tells you that you hurt them, you don't get to decide that you didn't.

When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the victims of intact ones.

When you see someone you love with somebody else, your heart kind of falls to the ground.

When you interact with another, an illusion is part of this dynamic. This illusion allows each soul to perceive what it needs to understands in order to heal.

When one door closes another door opens. Usually a refrigerator.

With what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, And memory, like a drop that, night and day, Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!

Where evil habits are once settled, they are more easily broken than mended.

Where there are laws, he who has not broken them need not tremble.

Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.

Words can sting like anything, but silence breaks the heart.

Yet leave me not; yet, if thou wilt, be free; love me no more, but love my love of thee.

Would you love a man of a broken shell after the passing of a women's soul?