“My heart is too thoroughly dried to be broken in a hurry, and I mean to live as long as I can.”

“I rather live a rich life being broke, than live a broken life being rich. As long as I have a roof over my head and food in my belly what more can I ask for?”

“My father’sabsence was an unspoken void that lived within ourwalls, and although I longed for the day I, too, would fallin love, I was fearful. What if the person who wouldsomeday hold my heart disappeared too?”

“I learned a long time ago that most of my family and friends had plastic hearts. Plastic hearts are made so they cannot be broken. Cracked maybe, but never broken.”

“I couldn’t stop loving you even if I tried. And I’ve tried.” He shook his head and laughed without humor, his hands balling into fists. “God, how I’ve tried. But I am completely lost to you. I am lost and empty and broken -”“My heart is broken too -” “My heart is not broken, Scar. My heart is dead!”

“My name is on the first leaf. If you can ever write under my name, "Iforgive her," though ever so long after my broken heart is dust pray doit!""O Miss Havisham," said I, "I can do it now. There have been soremistakes; and my life has been a blind and thankless one; and I wantforgiveness and direction far too much, to be bitter with you.”