It is not the broken heart that kills but broken pride monseigneur.

It is not the broken heart that kills, but broken pride, monseigneur.

Author: Gilbert Parker

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Memory is man's greatest friend and worst enemy.

Imagination is at the root of much that passes for love.

Love knows not distance, it hath no continent, its eyes are for the stars.

For when a child is born, the mother also is born again.

My heart never knew loneliness until you went away.

Tears come from the heart and not from the brain.

When it comes to love, compassion, and other feelings of the heart, I am rich.

If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it - then I can achieve it.