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Her Heart Quotes by Gustave Flaubert
- Boredom, that silent spider, was spinning its web in the darkness in every corner of her heart.
- After the pain of this disappointment her heart once more stood empty, and the succession of identical days began again.
- •"for her, life was as cold as an attic with a window looking to the north, and ennui, like a spider, was silently spinning its…
- … Her heart remained empty once more, and the procession of days all alike began again. So they were going to follow one another, like…
More Her Heart Quotes
- The babe at first feeds upon the mother's bosom, but it is always on her heart. — Henry Ward Beecher
- Overcome any bitterness that may have come because you were not up to the magnitude of the pain entrusted to you. Like… — Vilayat Inayat Khan
- There is a place you can touch a woman that will drive her crazy. Her heart. — Melanie Griffith
- Sweet love! Sweet lines! Sweet life! Here is her hand, the agent of her heart; Here is her oath for love, her… — William Shakespeare
- The problem is that your daughter has given her heart to a 15-year-old boy, and a 15-year-old boy does not yet qualify… — Bill Cosby
- Be funny on a golf course? Do I kid my best friend's mother about her heart condition? — Phil Silvers
- Once a woman has given you her heart, you can never get rid of the rest of her. — John Vanbrugh
- Let us give ourselves to the Immaculata [Mary]. Let her prepare us, let her receive Him [Jesus] in Holy Communion. This is… — Maximilian Kolbe
- For 2,000 years, the Church has been the cradle in which Mary places Jesus and entrusts Him to the adoration and contemplation… — Pope John Paul II
- When we worship you in the form of bread... we always see you as an adult. But every year at Christmas, you… — Chiara Lubich
- What is an "instant" death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must… — John Green
- And while you and the rest of your kind are battling together-year after year-for this special privilege of being 'bored to death,'… — Eleanor Hallowell Abbott