“I feel the stars. Each sparkle sets aflame the pain in my heart.”
“Caddy got the box and set it on the floor and opened it. It was full of stars. When I was still, they were still. When I moved, they glinted and sparkled. I hushed.”
“Oh! to shoot for the stars if feels right. Aim for my heart if it feels right.”
“in the caves of my heart, where pain taps out its rhythms and sorrow sets its loss, i am without direction.”
“My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.”
“I set my hand on top of his and guide it to my chest, so its right over my heart. "Feel my heartbeat. Can you feel it?""Yes.""Feel how steady it is?""It's fast.”