Heartless
But hoping" he said, "is how the impossible can be possible after all.
It is a dangerous thing to unbelieve something only because it frightens you.
Sometimes your heart is the only thing worth listening to.
When pleased, I beat like a drum.
When sad, I break like a glass.
Once stolen, I can never be taken back. What am I?
A heart, once stolen, can never be taken back.
Perhaps we know each other in the future and you're only remembering backward.
Over everything, I choose you.
Impossible is my speciality.
Stuff and nonsense. Nonsense and stuff and much of a muchness and nonsense all over again. We're all mad here, don't you know?
Why is raven like a writing desk?
You have my heart, Jest. I don't know if you deserve it or not. I can't tell if you're hero or villain, but it doesn't seem to matter. Either way, my heart is yours.
Oh no,"she murmured, her smile thawing, falling, carried away with the undeniable, inevitable, impossible truth of it. She was falling for him.
Her rage split her open.
Off with his head.
We will all greet fate, on the other side.
You know as well as I that you're going to break at least one heart before this is over, and I want nothing more to do with you.
Something about him seemed crafted for her, and that thought made her face flame, like she was standing too close to fire.
It was difficult to be polite when you wanted to run away.
Always check your hats before donning them. You never know what might be lurking inside.
Cayh wondered if that youthful face had ever seen true smile.
Timid or arrogant, charming or infuriating, and Catherine was falling, falling, falling.
She is a rose, Jest. Lovely on the eyes, yes, but such thorns are not to be ignored.
Cath lifted her chin and, for the first time, dared to imagine herself a queen.
Some say it is better to have eaten and lost, than never to have eaten at all." she
He may be the one dressed like a fool, but it seems the title was reserved for her.
