“And I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things.”
“I watched the first shoots like wings tearing the soil, and it was my heart broken by the blight, the black spot so quickly multiplying in the rows. I doubtyou have a heart, in our understanding of that term. You who do not discriminate between the dead and the living, who are, in consequence, immune to foreshadowing...”
“Let my heart be broken by the things that break the heart of God.”
“The broken spine of the book shows the webbing of binder's string, and my fingers have worn white spots in the cover.”
“Poor Petey. I’d like to say I could almost feel a tender spot for poor Petey, but the truth is I’d rather feel at the tender spot on his head and give it a poke.”
“My heart's broken,' he thought. 'If I feel this way my heart must be broken.”