“It was as if every day a piece of my heart was plucked out by birds and carried away little by little.”
“My heartbeat faltered. He pulled away, taking a little piece of my heart with him.”
“And to the casual observer it looks like I have moved on since I go around wearing my little happy mask all day. I smile and laugh and carry on like my heart's still in one piece, but beneath it all, I am dying.”
“may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secrets of living”
“His words sliced through my heart, cutting it into little pathetic pieces.”
“Human felicity is produced not as much by great pieces of good fortune that seldom happen as by little advantages that occur every day.”