Would a harsh word ever fall from lips which now breathed only love? Would the step whose lightest footfall now made her heart leap, ever sound in her ear like a death knell?
Act with the heart of the warrior.
If love were human I would’ve set them on fire by now – a screaming blaze of smoke and flesh. I’d breathe in the blackness once more just to feel love’s destruction, its mortality filling in the hollow of my ribcage without a heart.
Compassion nourishes the wilted heart.
I only wish I had more of myself to give; somehow my heart does not seem big enough to hold what I feel for him.
People are shaped by their emotions. That which profoundly affects them has a place in their hearts.
A wound on Heart is something that can not be treated by any medicine, but can be treated by sweet words.
My faith gives me the ability to say, whatever is next, I’m ready. If it is Hillary or Trump I am ready because they might sit on the desk but they do not sit on the throne.
No arrogant man has ever touched the human heart, no despot ever commanded respect.
Perempuan memang tidak bisa diajak berpikir jernih jika menyangkut perihal lelaki. Dalam situasi seperti ini, kepala mereka dipenuhi kabur merah muda bernama dopamine yang meracuni sel-sel kelabu mereka dengan berbagai ide romantis yang absurd.