If you’re really listening, if you’re awake to the poignant beauty of the world, your heart breaks regularly. In fact, your heart is made to break; its purpose is to burst open again and again so that it can hold ever-more wonders. Andrew Harvey, The Return of the Mother
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Her life was beginning to make sense again, although she couldn’t say she was enjoying it. But her mind was clear, and her heart was not constantly as heavy. Only when she thought about him. But she knew that in time, she’d survive it. She had done it before and would again. Eventually the heart repairs. Emily Griffin
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Someday you’ll find someone special again. People who’ve been in love once usually do. It’s in their nature. Nicholas Sparks 
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Longed for him. Got him. Shit. Margaret Atwood
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The best work is done with the heart breaking, or overflowing. Mignon McLaughlin
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Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could. Louise Erdrich
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I have to say that although it broke my heart, I was, and still am, glad I was there. Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
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If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you,
I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul.

If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door,
I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more.

If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice,
I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again.

If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you,
and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

 Gabriel García Márquez
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Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love. Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
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