“Like a heart, and I wish mine wasn't beating.”
“I deserved the shaking and the headaches and the fact that every single time I took a breath I felt a squeezing in my chest, my heart beating even though I wished it wasn't.”
“Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to.”
“If you cannot breathe, I will breathe for you. If your heart will not beat, mine will beat harder. If you do not live, neither will I.”
“He wasn't mine anywhere except in my heart.”
“You're not bothering me. I'm not doing anything." Well, I was breathing, and my heart was beating. But the rest of me wasn't busy.”