“Sharp and fell remorse, the offspring of my sin! Why do you, O God, lacerate my heart so late? Why, O boding cries, that scream so close to me,--why do I listen to you now, and never heard you before?” HeartSinHeardCryMy HeartLateScreamRemorseOffspring Author:Pietro Metastasio
“Two things, almost incompatible, are united in me in a manner which I am unable to understand: a very ardent temperament, lively and tumultuous passions, and, at the same time, slowly developed and confused ideas, which never present themselves until it is too late. One might say that my heart and my mind do not belong to the same person.” MindHeartPersonsTwoIdeasMightPassionUnitedMy HeartLateConfusedTwo ThingsToo LateTemperamentLivelyArdent Book:Confessions Source: Confessions
“I knew, in the silence that followed, that anything could happen here. It might be too late: again, I might have missed my chance. But I would at least know I tried, that I took my heart and extended my hand, whatever the outcome. "Okay," he said. He took a breath. "What would you do, if you could do anything?" I took a step toward him, closing the space between us. "This," I said. And then I kissed him.” IfsKnowsHeartSaidHandsMightHappensRomanceChanceSpaceSilenceStepsMy HeartLateOkayBreathsOutcomesToo LateClosingSpace Between Book:The Truth About Forever Source: The Truth About Forever
“He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again. Everything uncoupled from its shoring. Unsupported in the ashen air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.” IfsWorldHeartWaterSilenceAirWindListeningColdMy HeartLateStonesBreathsLaysWoodsVoidAshesTremblingBleakBedrock Book:The Road Source: The Road
“I felt a splinter of guilt wedge into my heart. Charlotte had hurt me; in return, I'd hurt Rob. Maybe that's what we do to the people we love: take shots in the dark and realize too late we've wounded the people we're trying to protect.” PeopleTryingHeartFeltRealizingHurtDarkReturnMy HeartProtectLateShotsGuiltToo LateWoundedHurt MeCharlotteWedgesSplinters Book:Handle with Care: A Novel Source: Handle with Care: A Novel