Deep in my heart I'm concealing things that I'm longing to say. Scared to confess what I'm feeling - frightened you'll slip away.

Many a one commits a reprehensible action, who is at bottom an honourable man, because man seldom acts upon natural impulse, but from some secret passion of the moment which lies hidden and concealed within the narrowest folds of his heart.

You can't reason with your heart; it has its own laws, and thumps about things which the intellect scorns.

There are no good-byes, where ever you'll be, you'll be in my heart.

Men are climbing to the moon, but they don't seem interested in the beating human heart.

I remember watching the mascara tears flood the ivories and I thought, "It's OK to be sad." I've been trained to love my darkness.