“My heart cracked. Daemon never begged.”
“I learned a long time ago that most of my family and friends had plastic hearts. Plastic hearts are made so they cannot be broken. Cracked maybe, but never broken.”
“I trembled, and my heart failed within me; when, on looking up, I saw, by the light of the moon, the daemon at the casement.”
“Plastic hearts are made so they cannot be broken. Cracked maybe, but never broken.”
“This is my heart on CRACK." Robin when she sees Creek”
“For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.”