Heart Quotes by Michael Ondaatje

We all have an old knot in the heart we wish to untie.

— Michael Ondaatje

...the heart is an organ of fire.

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“She could not forget the depth of her sleep, the lightness of her plummet.”

— Michael Ondaatje

“There was something about him she wanted to learn, grow into, and hide in, where she could turn away from being an…

— Michael Ondaatje

Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again

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Fathers die.You keep on loving them in any way you can.You can't hide him away in your heart.

— Michael Ondaatje

He has been disassembled by her. And if she has brought him to this, what has he brought her to?

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“She entered the story knowing she would emerge from it feeling she had been immersed in the lives of others,”

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A man in a desert can hold absence in his cupped hands knowing it is something more than water. There is a…

— Michael Ondaatje

Nowadays he doesn't think of his wife, though he knows he can turn around and evoke every move of her, describe any…

— Michael Ondaatje

“He had begun to fear her presence during the afternoon dismantling. He had to remove it, or she would be with him…

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I am someone who has a cold heart. If I am beside a great grief I throw barriers up so the loss…

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“In spite of her desire for a contained universe, her life felt scattered, full of many small moments, without great purpose. That…

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A love story is not about those who lost their heart but about those who find that sullen inhabitant who, when it…

— Michael Ondaatje

“After that month in Cairo she was muted, read constantly, kept more to herself, as if something had occurred or she realized…

— Michael Ondaatje

There are betrayals in war that are childlike compared with our human betrayals during peace. The new lovers enter the habits of…

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“At night, returning from work, Anil would slip out of her sandals and stand in the shallow water, her toes among the…

— Michael Ondaatje

She entered the story knowing she would emerge from it feeling she had been immersed in the lives of others, in plots…

— Michael Ondaatje