yayi (haley)

“Nothing was more cruel than a heart made of flesh and blood, because it knew what gives pain.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath

“Memories, so sweet and bitter.. they had both nourished and devoured him for so many years. Until a time came when they began to fade, turning faint and blurred, only an ache to be quickly pushed away because it went to your heart. For what was the use of remembering all you had lost?”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

“Hope. Nothing is more intoxicating.”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath

“The heart was a weak, changeable thing, bent on nothing but love, and there could be no more fatal mistake than to make it your master. Reason must be in charge. It comforted you for the heart's foolishness, it sang mocking songs about love, derided it as a whim of nature, transient as flowers. So why did she still keep following her heart?”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath