“Go for it, my heart said, my heart always said.”
“My heart is your heart," he said. "My hands are your hands.”
“My brain said no.But my heart!”
“You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.”
“I said "it is my first language, my mother tongue, my family, my people, my home; it is my heart, my heart, my heart." No one says any of these things. But they should.”
“Oh,' said the little girl, 'my head's on your heart; I can hear it going. What a big heart you've got, father dear.”