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heartbeat QUOTES

41 " You have to turn it up so that your chest shakes and the drums get in between your ribs like a heartbeat and the bass goes up your spine and fizzles your brain and all you can do is dance or spin in a circle or just scream along because you know that however this music makes you feel, it’s exactly right. "

― Robin Benway , Audrey, Wait!

42 " To hear for the duration of a heartbeat the universe and the totality of life in its mysterious, innate harmony. "

― Hermann Hesse , Gertrude

43 " And Esme remembered in a rush--the wolfsong, the haunting, lyrical spirals of it in the dawn quiet and the feeling of euphoria that had attended it. Even in recollection the howling uplifted her like the crescendo at the end of a symphony and made her heartbeat quicken. "

― Laini Taylor , Lips Touch: Three Times

44 " Has your heartbeat ever been so loud it sounded like voices in your ears? "

45 " Your Heart Can't Be Depends On Some one else's heartbeat . "

46 " The sound of diesel fuel rushing through grimy pistons and cylinders below a morning-fogged window bored through his ears like a deep-water drill bit, and the thump of his own heartbeat cursed him for breaking one of his many rules. "

― Luke Taylor , Shatterpoint Alpha

47 " When we love each other we are immortal and indestructible like the heartbeat and the rain and the wind. "

― Erich Maria Remarque , Arch of Triumph: A Novel of a Man Without a Country

48 " Each heartbeat begins with a single, electrical impulse, or " spark." The distinctive sound we hear through a stethoscope, or when we place our head on a loved one's chest, is the sound of the heart valves opening and closing in perfect synchronicity with each other. It is a two-party rhythm - a delicate dance of systole and diastole, which propels the heart's electrically charged particles through its chambers roughly every second of the day, every day of our lives. "

49 " Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings...but there’s something dead about it, something deserted. "

― Margaret Atwood , The Handmaid's Tale (The Handmaid's Tale, #1)

50 " A coffin... I'm in a coffin.The stories told to frighten children and old men, of warriors injured in battle and believed dead by their comrades, only to wake up buried six feet beneath the ground, assailed me and i started to breathe too quickly, using too much air. Already i felt as if i was suffocating, trapped underground. Had they thought i'd lost too much blood? Was my heartbeat too soft or slow? Could Kest and Brasti truly have been foolish enough to think that-?BrastiI bellowed, and the sound of my voice echoed over the surface of the wood around me, " I'm going to fucking kill you this time you heartless son of a bitch!" A distant guffaw was followed by the sound of footsteps running towards me and brasti calling, " Hang on, hang on, I'm coming..." Blinding candlelight forced me to close my eyes as my prison lifted off me, and when i opened them again i saw that i hadn't actually been inside the coffin at all- Brasti had just removed the lid from one and flipped the rest over top of me. "

51 " The rhythm of fraught footsteps and fervent heartbeat orchestrated a symphony of anticipation and dread. "

― , Dominion (The Starcrafters' Saga, #2)

52 " We all have a reason for living I am blessed mine has two eyes a heartbeat and calls me mum. "

― Nikki Rowe

53 " Thus, one of the awful things I can admit about myself is that the two years I spent with Jennifer live in my mind mostly as a series of frantic, breathy memories. Clawing hands tugging off clothes, heartbeat thumping in my ears, fingernails digging down my back. salty tastes lingering in my mouth. It's biology. It's hormones. As time passes I can recall fewer and fewer of our conversations and I couldn't give you the details of our five most-fun dates (though I have a fairly graphic vision of how each of them ended).

If upon hearing this you pump your fist and wink knowingly, you can kiss my ass. She was a good friend to me. She put up with my bullshit and at times not even I can put up with my bullshit. But all that is gone and what is left is a big, black hole where the sex used to be. "

― David Wong , John Dies at the End (John Dies at the End, #1)

54 " Then, the door opens and there he is; silhouetted in the hall light. Long hair, long legs, and a heartbeat in tune with my own. "

― Hunter S. Jones , September Ends

55 " The singular difference between success and true success is those who achieved true success did not pursue success, they were driven by it. They were those who followed their strengths, they were those who spent each heartbeat to proffer solutions to humanity’s problems, they were those who lived a highly simple and effective life. "

― Sesan Kareem

56 " All of our lives are a living, breathing story, and each heartbeat means a new page has been turned; chapters don't close, they continue. "

57 " There is a very, narrow, thinness of line between the living and the dead; actually, it's just a lack of a heartbeat away. "

― Wes Adamson

58 " Commitment to truth telling lays the groundwork for the openness and honesty that is the heartbeat of love. When we see ourselves as we truly are and accept ourselves, we build the necessary foundation for self-love. "

59 " The clock ticks; the taunting rhythm serving as a reminder that forward is the only way we can go. The mechanical heartbeat of the darkness, a cold ellipsis, punctuating years gone by.

Arising unchained.

No glorious hymn, just the steady beat of the illusion of time. We heal or we carry forward the weight of our wounds... To believe otherwise is the mendacity of desperation.

Arising honestly.

The miles behind are littered with the weight of nostalgia, but too many miles lay ahead us to carry the weight. In the end, even echoes fade away.

Pen in hand...

Arising to write the next chapter.

(MU Articles 2013, Dedication to Joey) "

― Shannon L. Alder

60 " The Temperature is Rising

The heartbeat quickens my breath is controlled,my senses are illuminated like a mother to her young. This feeling I have I've know it before, when the gates are opened I'll remember the beginning. Awaiting, dreaming imagining the endless possibilities of moments together as I give into my desires. My body reacts it has a mind of its own leaving little clues yet I continue on.

Poised and professional I cross my origin the passion that awaits it stirs like a simmer. The sweet aroma a treat being made just for him I know he will like, the hunger in his eyes his mouth soft and strong it only took me a moment as he continued to look on. I didn't even recognize my sound as I was in a sphere all alone I hoped and imagined it would be but my mind was left in awe like sweet chocolate after a meal. "

― M.I. Ghostwriter