pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
This have I known always: Love is no more than the wide blossom which the wind assails, than the great tide that… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“...The beat of her heart, the slow burning away...of the bitter fires of the devil's arcade.” — Bruce Springsteen Copy Share Image
There are no events but thoughts and the heart's hard turning, the heart's slow learning where to love and whom. The rest… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Forgetting: that, too, was the heart's slow way of healing, but it could only be done alone. Love and loss turns us… — Eric Gamalinda Copy Share Image
It was about falling asleep with Sam's chest pressed against my back so I could feel his heart slow to match mine.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
