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When drop on the floor, a glass or a plate, there is a loud knock. When broken glass, broken table leg or falls from a wall painting, it makes a noise. But when heart breaks, it breaks silently. It would seem, should be heard an incredible roar, or some solemn sound, such as gongs or chimes. But no, this happens in silence, and I feel that sound of thunder that would distract you from the pain.
If the sounds are, then they are inside. A scream that no one but you hears. It is so loud that you have ringing in the ears and headache. He beats his chest like a great white shark caught in the sea, like the roar of a bear, robbed of her cub. Here's what it looks like-on a huge crazed animal, howling and beating a prisoner of its own feelings. But such is the quality of love-for it is not vulnerable. It's a wild, searing pain, an open sore that eats away the salty sea water, but when heart breaks, it happens silently. Inside you have all the toiling and scream, and nobody hears.

Soasin - you keep your heart closed, because nothing lasts forever. Don't get attached to anything, because that will either go in the end will break your heart.

Like a sea, sometimes a roar rises and the waves on the shore of the beats, but later on, constantly, always returns to itself, and the human heart, shot up into love, when it hits the shore, and then himself out...

What do you need? Can heart? Go ahead. Take mine. Take everything that I hate about myself.

Happy hearts can be conquered, but they should never be broken.

- You stole my heart!
- Yes, as you have hearts then?!

Always follow your heart even if you don't know where it will lead.

I gave you my heart, I have nothing more to give you, if that's not enough - you need another.

The hearts that can break. Yes, the hearts that can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they crashed, but we don't die.

Sometimes people have to cry the heart is a place for smiles.

I thought that the heart is not wrong.
- No, wrong and sometimes disastrous!

The heart, when it loves, is your mind... it knows what she wants, and knows in advance what will happen.

Ask your heart what he would want...

He may not be "grabby" heart, but he was there when she grabbed her heart!