"Sometimes, the only soul that can mend a broken heart is the one that broke it. For they are the ones holding all the pieces."
— Patti Roberts, The Angels Are Here
— Patti Roberts, The Angels Are Here
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— D.H. Lawrence
— Maya Angelou
Has my heart gone to sleep?
Have the beehives of my dreams
stopped working, the waterwheel
of the mind run dry,
scoops turning empty,
only shadow inside?
No, my heart is not asleep.
It is awake, wide awake.
Not asleep, not dreaming—
its eyes are opened wide
watching distant signals, listening
on the rim of vast silence.
Has My Heart Gone To Sleep? by Antonio Machado
— Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere
— Charlotte Brontë, from “Evening Solace”
— Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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