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“I go to bed, and I wait for sleep as a man might wait for the executioner. I wait for its coming with dread, and my heart beats and my legs tremble, while my whole body shivers beneath the warmth of the bedclothes, until the moment when I suddenly fall asleep, as a man throws himself into a pool of stagnant water in order to drown. I do not feel this perfidious sleep coming over me as I used to, but a sleep which is close to me and watching me, which is going to seize me by the head, to close my eyes and annihilate me.”

Source: 13 Short Scary Stories: Masterpieces of the greatest writers

“At home I used to spend calm, pleasant nights with my family. My mother knit scarves for the neighborhood kids. My father helped Caleb with his homework. There was a fire in the fireplace and peace in my heart, as I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing, and everything was quiet. I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.”

“I must confess I am a fop in my heart; ill customs influence my very senses, and I have been so used to affectation that without the help of the air of the court what is natural cannot touch me.”

Heart Has Beens Helping Used Natural Air Influence My Heart Court Ill Senses Customs Touch Me

Author:George Etherege

“I never decided to become an art forger. I was aware of my talent at an early age, and I used it foolishly. This developed over the years. In my heart, I don't see myself as a criminal.”

Years Heart Art Age Used Talent My Heart Decided Criminals

Author:Wolfgang Beltracchi

“For 15 years of my life I smoked, I drank, I used to do drugs... but during that time, I never once thought I was going to die. But the second I set foot on a stairmaster -the second- I am sure my heart is gonna explode and blood is gonna spray out of my nose.”

Years Heart Used Dies Blood Feet My Heart Drug Noses Drank Spray

Author:Marc Maron

“A few years ago, when I was writing songs for my first album, I was staying with Michael Feinstein as I often did. I was working on a pilot. My grandma was very sick at the time. She died of complications from alcoholism. She always used to say [in his grandma's voice], "Red wine is good for my heart. That's what my doctor said." And we'd say, "Yeah, but not for breakfast." Unfortunately, it was the thing that killed her. I felt inspired to write a song about her and what that meant for her life and for all of us. I was writing it in Michael's house.”

“I am either blessed or cursed with having little barrier between feeling emotions and displaying them for all to see. My heart is on my sleeve. It's not comfortable but... I am an artist so it's useful and my friends are used to me getting teary at any moment.”

Heart Littles Moments Feelings Used Artist Emotion My Heart Comfortable My Friends Blessed Barriers Sleeves Cursed

Author:Kristin Bauer van Straten

“I simply cannot fathom the horrors of being enslaved, and the thought that children are ripped apart from their families and used year in and out for sex and hard labor under the threat of violence and death breaks my heart.”

Years Heart Children Hard Used Sex Break Violence My Heart Horror Labor Threat Ripped Fathom Breaking My Heart

Author:Gillian Anderson

“People who came to the clinics or came to the fundraiser knew what was happening in their state but didn't realize the profundity of what was happening all over the place. But the third thing [was] that at every single clinic I went to, somebody who worked there - it could have been the doctor, it could have been the receptionist - said, "Thank you for coming, no one ever comes." And it broke my heart...I've used these services, I've had an abortion, I got to be where I am because of access to making choices to have the life I wanted.”

“My dad used to draw these great cartoon figures. His dream was being a cartoonist, but he never achieved it, and it kind of broke my heart. I think part of my interest in art had to do with his yearning for something he could never have.”

Thinking Heart Kind Art Dream Used Interest Figures Dad My Heart Draws My Dad Broke Yearning Cartoon Cartoonist Broke My Heart Yearning For Something

Author:Kathryn Bigelow

“When I can no more stir my soul to move, and life is but the ashes of a fire; when I can but remember that my heart once used to live and love, long and aspire- O, be thou then the first, the one thou art; be thou the calling, before all answering love, and in me wake hope, fear, boundless desire.”

Source: A Book of Strife in the Form of the Diary of an Old Soul

“That is another chamber of my heart that shows no electrical activity - the chamber that used to flicker into life when I saw a film that moved me, or read a book that inspired me, or listened to music that made me want to cry. I closed that chamber myself, for all the usual reasons. And now I seem to have made a pact with some philistine devil: if I don't attempt to re-open it, I will be allowed just enough energy and optimism to get through a working day without wanting to hang myself.”

Ifs Want Heart Made Book Reason Enough Shows Seems Film Used Energy Saws Cry My Heart Activity Devil Optimism Moved Inspired Usual Chamber Electrical Pact Flicker Philistines Chamber Music

Author:Nick Hornby

“My heart was full of softening showers, I used to swing like this for hours, I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath.”

Heart War Care Used Hours My Heart Draws Breaths Glad Swings Showers

Book:Collected Poems

Source: Collected Poems

“You happened to me,You scare me to death, you know. When you stormed into my life, you turned everything inside out. You upset all the things I believed about myself and made me think in new ways. I know who I used to be, but I’m finally ready to figure out who I am. Cynicism gets tiring, Isabel, and you’ve . . . rested me.And don’t you dare tell me you’ve stopped loving me back, because you’re still a better person than I am, and I’m counting on you to take more care with my heart than I took with yours.”

“It hurts more than anything in the world because even though it might not be the case, it feels like you've chosen your child over me. 'I haven't there is no choice. She's part of me. You're part of me too. It's like...I don't know...asking me to pick between my heart and my lungs.' 'I know, but the thing is, you are my heart and my lungs. You're everything to me. And what hurts is that I know i used to be everything to you.”

Knows World Feels Heart Children Might Used Choices Hurt Cases Havens Like You My Heart Picks Asking Chosen Used To Be Your Children It Hurts Lungs

Author:Mike Gayle

“I loved you!” he yelled. He jumped up out of his chair so quickly I never saw it coming. “I loved you, and you destroyed me. You took my heart and ripped it up. You might as well have staked me!” The change in his features also caught me by surprise. His voice filled the room. So much grief, so much anger. So unlike the usual Adrian. He strode toward me, hand clasped over his chest. “I. Loved. You. And you used me the whole time.”

Wells Heart Whole Hands Might Used Voice Rooms Grief Saws My Heart Filled Surprise Caught Destroyed Features Chairs Chests Usual Ripped I Loved You

Author:Richelle Mead

“Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more - Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street breaks the blank day.”

Heart Long Hands Used House Waiting Dark Sleep Break Morning Doors Streets My Heart Beats Rain Noise Guilty Far Away Blank Creeps Begin Again Ghastly

Author:Alfred Lord Tennyson

“Unlike my mother, my father does not cry quietly. His wails roll out like a wave of pain, and I scramble to roll up my window. My mother cannot hear that. I cannot bear to hear it myself. I am not used to my father's crying. I've had no time to harden my heart against him.”

Heart Doe Pain Used Mother Father Cry Bears My Heart Window Wave Protectiveness

Book:Double Identity

Source: Double Identity

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