Cutting Quote by Maria V. Snyder Download Open image “His words sliced through my heart, cutting it into little pathetic pieces.” — Maria V. Snyder ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Cutting Heart Littles My heart Pathetic Pieces
“Oh gods... oh gods... I had hurt him... so many times, I had hurt him. By trying to hurt myself, I had hurt him.… — Amy Lane Copy Share Image
You hurt me, cut me and tore me apart. My emotions were a wreck and you broke my heart.. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I broke his heart though! When I refused to stay in his selfish New World, his stone heart broke into pieces!"..."I know it did… — Julie Bertagna Copy Share Image
He touched my heart with a thousand pleasures and broke it into million pieces. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He could shred me so easily. A few words, a desperate look, and I was cut wide open. — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“His lie rips through me along with the truth, searing my bones and charring my organs, especially my heart.” — Amanda Bouchet Copy Share Image
“My heart was severed completely, the two parts of its flesh repelling the other, trying to escape the rage and pain and fucking consuming… — Tillie Cole Copy Share Image
I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little harder [at comforting]. I watched the contents of his soul for… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Yelena.” I halted in the doorway, looking back over my shoulder. “You once said I wasn’t ready to believe your reason for killing Reyad.… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
We are searching for the same thing,” Stripey said. “How do you know?” Janco asked. “I read his mind.” The Sitian pointed to Ari.… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
Yelena, you've driven me crazy. You've caused me considerable trouble and I've contemplated ending your life twice since I've known you." Valek's warm breath in my ear sent a shiver down my spine. "But you’ve slipped under my skin, invaded my blood and seized my heart.” “That sounds more like a poison than a person,” was all I could say.… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share
I do know I felt as if my heart had been shredded when I found you in our storeroom, unconscious and bleeding. And leaving you with Vinco in the holding cells was the hardest thing I've ever done." - Riley to Trella — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share
“My future appeared to be a long twisted road fraught with knots, tangles, and traps. Just the way I liked it.” — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
There's always another storm. It's the way the world works. Snowstorms, rainstorms, windstorms, sandstorms, and firestorms. Some are fierce and others are small. You… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
“Yippee. I’ve been promoted from fire lighter to delivery boy. I’ll write a letter home to Mother. She’ll be so pleased.” — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
Don't feel ashamed for having those feelings and those memories. What happened in the past can't be changed, but they can be a guide… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
I took three steps and was wrapped in his arms, where I belonged. No confusion here. No worries here. No troubles here. — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
Valek smiled. “Good. First, send Kade a reply, asking him not to come.” He pointed at the unopened letter on the table. I had… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
“I locked the door and turned on the water to fill the tub. I made it so hot that I had to get in real slow. I wanted it to hurt; wanted my outside to feel as bad as my inside. I sat there a long time watching my skin turn redder and redder... Finally my insides was as fiery… — Susan Crandall Copy Share
If my campaign is not in the debate, we will not be talking about how we really fix this problem of endless and expanding war, why we need to cut the military budget by 50%, why we need to bring back our troops scattered overseas, the police force of the world, in over a hundred countries, something like eight hundred… — Jill Stein Copy Share
Since I worked with Danny Boyle before on Slumdog Millionaire, we have great success and everything. So, when I first got the script and… — A. R. Rahman Copy Share Image
A man has a right to use a saw, an axe, a plane, separately; may he not combine their uses on the same piece of wood? He has a right to use his knife to cut his meat, a fork to hold it; may a patentee take from him the right to combine their use on the same subject? Such… — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share
I didn't understand Southland Tales script at all! Is there a single word to describe it? Cacophony? It's celebrity meets pornography meets politics -… — Beth Grant Copy Share Image
The nineteenth century lynching mob cuts off ears, toes, and fingers, strips off flesh, and distributes portions of the body as souvenirs among the… — Ida B. Wells Copy Share Image
There ain't no such thing as black Muslims. That's how they tried to cut off all my brothers in the rest of the world and divide us in America and make other Muslims think that we are not with them.We are all the same. I recognise them and they recognise me. I'm invited to all of their homes all over… — Muhammad Ali Copy Share
We have no clear ideas of the agency of [demonic] spirits, nor is it necessary. The Scripture says little to satisfy our curiosity; but tells us plainly that he is always watching us, and desiring to sift us as wheat. I believe we give him no more than his due, when we charge him with having a hand in all… — John Newton Copy Share
The child who ran weeping to you with a cut finger is now brought home, smiling gamely, with a broken collarbone and incredible contusions-… — Pam Brown Copy Share Image
Somewhere somebody must have some sense. Men must see that force begets force, hate begets hate, toughness begets toughness. And it is all a… — Martin Luther King, Jr Copy Share Image
“I hate the way you talk to me And the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots And the way you read my mind I hate you so much, that it makes me sick And even makes me rhyme I hate… — David Levithan Copy Share