“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.”
“nobody hαs ever meαsured, not even poets, how much the heαrt cαn hold.”
“Nobody even imagines how well one can lie about the state of one’s own heart.”
“Who knows how fast a second-guess can travel? Who has ever measured the exact speed of regret?”
“Nobody will ever be able to understand the meaning of the measure of his own words.”
“The wealth of a soul is measured by how much it can feel... its poverty by how little.”