You've a good heart. Sometimes that's enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it's not.

My mind tells me to give up, but my heart won't let me.

I guess when your heart gets broken you sort of start to see cracks in everything. I'm convinced that tragedy wants to harden us and our mission is never to let it.

When you're scared but you still do it anyway, that's brave.

Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.

When you smiled you had my undivided attention. When you laughed you had my urge to laugh with you. When you cried you had my urge to hold you. When you said you loved me, you had my heart forever.