Heart
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Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation.
I am my heart's undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.
The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.
I think many people can relate to that excruciating pain of love gone wrong. I'd rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.
Whoever does not miss the Soviet Union has no heart. Whoever wants it back has no brain.
