“Yet nothing can to nothing fall,
Nor any place be empty quite;
Therefore I think my breast hath all
Those pieces still, though they be not unite;
And now, as broken glasses show
A hundred lesser faces, so
My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore,
But after one such love, can love no more.”
― The Complete Poetry and Selected Prose
Nor any place be empty quite;
Therefore I think my breast hath all
Those pieces still, though they be not unite;
And now, as broken glasses show
A hundred lesser faces, so
My rags of heart can like, wish, and adore,
But after one such love, can love no more.”
― The Complete Poetry and Selected Prose
“Heaven doesn't ignore cries of a broken heart.”
― My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
― My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
“Every time your heart is broken, a doorway cracks open to a world full of new beginnings, new opportunities.”
― The Angels Are Here
― The Angels Are Here
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