Could a dead, frozen heart break? It felt like mine would.
...
Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to.

Stephenie Meyer;;Edward Cullen.
From Midnight Sun.

My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?

Stephenie Meyer;;Edward Cullen.
From Midnight Sun.

I never got my letter to Hogwarts, so I'm going to live in Forks with the Cullens.

I prefer vampires(:

No! This is about my soul, isn't it? ...I don't care, Edward. I don't care! You can have my soul. I don't want it without you-it's yours already!

Bella Swan;;New Moon.
Page 69.

I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve, it's cliche, I know.

My heart is on my sleeve.

I quit pretending that it was possible for you to be in love with me.

Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise; what it is it wouldn't be, and what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?

I remember when I was a kid, I used to dream of flying a lot. I guess most kids do. You grow up and all kinds of hardships get thrown on your shoulders...you don't dream of flying anymore.

Johnny Depp.