“I could EAT YOUR HEART & asshole you'd never know it.”

“You couldn't be that good and not know it, somewhere in your secret heart, however much you'd been abused into affecting public humility.”

“It all smacks of trying to have your cake and eat it, although I’ve never understood that phrase. I don’t know what else you could do with a cake. Hold doors open, maybe.”

“You have not traveled enough," she said. "Or you'd know that every journey
makes its own map across your heart.”

“The heart wants what the heart wants," she says, somewhat cryptically. I purse my lips in disapproval. "You'd think the heart would know better.”

“Have no fear for giving in,
Have no fear for giving over.
You'd better know that in the end
It's better to say too much
Than never say what you need to say again.Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken,
Even as the eyes are closing,
Do it with a heart wide open.”

“I've never minded it," he went on. "Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one's own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours.”

“I was seven before I realized that you could eat breakfast with your pants on.”

“There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you'd better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you'll never understand what it's saying.”

“Never offer your heart
to someone who eats hearts
who finds heartmeat
delicious
but not rare
who sucks the juices
drop by drop
and bloody-chinned
grins
like a God.”