“…the child's heart bled when it was broken.”
“A truly Christian love, either to God or men, is a humble broken-hearted love. The desires of the saints, however earnest, are humble desires. Their hope is a humble hope; and their joy, even when it is unspeakable and full of glory, is a humble broken-hearted joy, and leaves the Christian more poor in spirit, and more like a little child, and more disposed to a universal lowliness of behaviour.”
“Each time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently until she no longer noticed when she bled.”
“…when the dying sun bled the blue sky orange.”
“When your heart is broken,tears came out from it.”
“The shattering of a heart when being broken is the loudest quiet ever.”