Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.
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Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.
Every betrayal contains a perfect moment, a coin stamped heads or tails with salvation on the other side.
You loved me-then what right had you to leave me? What right-answer me-for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will, did it. I have not broken your heart- you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine." ~Heathcliff
Anyone who hasn't experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.
Love has a particular trait: far from being indulgent or fickle, it has a task or purpose to fulfil: to abide. By its nature love is enduring. Again, dear friends, we catch a further glimpse of how much the Holy Spirit offers our world: love which dispels uncertainty; love which overcomes the fear of betrayal; love which carries eternity within; the true love which draws us into a unity that abides!
To me, the thing that is worse than death is betrayal. You see, I could conceive death, but I could not conceive betrayal.
I used to advertise my loyalty and I don't believe there is a single person I loved that I didn't eventually betray.
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