“Does a broken heart know from a different location?”

“There is a big difference between having your heart broken and being the one responsible for a broken heart. I was twelve years old and had already experienced both.”

“Like a broken vase does not fear of breaking once more, my broken heart is not affected by your hurting words anymore!”

“Where do you go with your broken heart in tow? What do you do with the left over you? And how do you know, when to let go? Where does the good go, where does the good go?”

“We humans look rather different from a tree. Without a doubt we perceive the world differently than a tree does. But down deep, at the molecular heart of life, the trees and we are essentially identical.”

“Why does ice cream go with a broken heart?” Kylie asked. “Because if you eat enough of it, it freezes the heart and numbs the pain for a bit,”