Crimson Quote by Angela Carter

His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the…

— Anne Bronte

“…It is a blank wall, an old wall― a heart burdened by drought and clay: write your name here, but don’t pierce it with…

— Anonymous

“It was as if he felt that the black symbols flowing from his brush onto the pure white paper could somehow lay bare the…

— Haruki Murakami

The heart with letters on it shining like a light bulb through the trim hole painted in the chest, art history.

— Margaret Atwood

He was afraid that the secrets she'd kept would always be here, inside him, an ugly malignant thing lodged near enough to his heart…

— Kristin Hannah

“It seems my heart is made of tissue paper; I wish the world would handle it more delicately.”

— Richelle E. Goodrich

What is the Heart? A flower opening...

— Rumi

He loved, beneath all this summer transiency, to feel the earth's spine beneath him; for such he took the hard root of the oak…

— Virginia Woolf

“He always had trouble opening his heart. Tonight it was stuck again. It was a wooden chest secured by locked iron bands. An army…

— Louise Erdrich

“If someone were to autopsy her heart, they'd find traces of life, evidence of eons gone by. Times when she'd been able to feel…

— Stephanie Kallos

“One was clutching the Book to his chest, under his crossed arms, as if trying to press it into his ribs, until his lungs…

— Traci Chee

Or from Browning some "Pomegranate," which if cut deep down the middle Shows a heart within blood-tinctured, of a veined humanity.

— Elizabeth Barrett Browning