Honore de Balzac Quotes

It's not that women don't feel things, we do. We fall in love, we get our hearts broken, we're disappointed and sad, but we've also been taught that you must always have your pride. Above all.

Perhaps it's better if I live in your heart, where the world can't see me. If I'm dead, there will be no stain on our love.

I'm tired of having to hide my feelings about the person I care about. About the person I love.

When you're in love, you're so happy that you want to tell people about it. But now I have to censor myself. You need to protect the happiness you have.

Most of the time, feelings just seem to get in the way. They're a luxury for the idle, a bourgeois concept. Feelings are overrated.

There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place at the heart's controls.

I've always been a slave to my heart.

He has your finger, but I have your heart.

When I realized I could write lyrics and let someone that I knew listen to them, but not know that the song was about them - say it was a girl. I could write this song about how I feel about this girl, I could play it to them. I just loved it, because all of the words would speak to them. I could see them slowly falling in love with me.

You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time. If it were not so, how could we take it back without asking?

The drive toward Life is protective, thoughtful, vulnerable, and invested in immaculate love. It is this last that marks the difference between a wise heart muddy with real life experiences in the trenches and a dry heart that functions on rote concepts alone.

I'm a firm believer in love and falling in love.

Players hold a lot of their emotions in.

Those who are near me do not know that you are nearer to me than they are Those who speak to me do not know that my heart is full with your unspoken words Those who crowd in my path do not know that I am walking alone with you Those who love me do not know that their love brings you to my heart

If I'd kept my heart better armored, where would I be now?

I don't reveal to her that I love her. I keep poker faced. She might as well be looking at a cantaloupe, there is so little information in my face, but my heart is beating.

I definitely fall in love quickly, and I'm very in love with being in love. But it is hard for me to write about love.

He does not like showing his feelings and would rather do a cruel thing than open his heart freely.

I'm not opposed to falling in love.

It's really best not to tell people when you feel bad. Growing up is about keeping secrets, and pretending everything is fine.

XI I sang his name instead of song; Over and over I sang his name: Backward and forward I sang it along, With my sweetest notes, it was still the same! I sang it low, that the slave-girls near Might never guess, from what they could hear, That all the song was a name.

The secret anniversaries of the heart.

This is your heart.Keep it locked until the chap turns up who has the key.

There is a time when fear is good and ought to remain seated as a guardian of the heart.

She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, feed on her damask cheek. She pinned in thought; and, with a green and yellow melancholy, she sat like Patience on a monument, smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, swear more; but indeed our shows are more than will; for we still prove much in our vows but little in our love.