Faraaz Kazi Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for your grief.

  Faraaz Kazi

  Broken Heart, Heartbreak, Heartbroken

  FaceBook post by Faraaz Kazi from Sep 20, 2012

• His mind scolded him for his stupidity and urged him to forget her but his heart had no justifications for its stand. It remained unmoved, its solidarity unaffected, its arrogance still holding.

  Faraaz Kazi

  Heart, Stupidity, Arrogance

• Fate, they say, fate- the clay that molds the events of your life, and it was the same fate that had thrown the stone of her heart on the building of his expectations. But then wasn't it his fault that he had constructed the building of glass? Hadn't he failed to cement the bricks of his love with trust and colour them with security? There was no insurance for broken hearts, no ointment for wounded souls and there would never be one, he knew.

  Faraaz Kazi

  Heart, Fate, Glasses

• One of the symptoms of having a broken-heart is the fact that even ghosts will give up on the hope of scaring you as you have already lived through your worst fear.

  Faraaz Kazi

  Giving Up, Heart, Broken

• The tears of my eyes watered your heart but failed to evoke a response from the barren grounds of what beats in you. They will still come and I will welcome them because they contain you.

  Faraaz Kazi

  True Love, Heart, Eye

  Faraaz Kazi (2012). “Truly, Madly, Deeply!: Memoirs of a Broken Heart's First Love!”, p.284, Faraaz Kazi

• It was going to be a long, dark night but not quite as dark as it was in the abyss of his heart where there was nothing but hollowness, yet it felt heavy, almost as if someone still resided there.

  Faraaz Kazi

  True Love, Heart, Dark

• That night it did not rain as much in the sky as it did in his heart.

  Faraaz Kazi

  True Love, Rain, Heart

  Faraaz Kazi (2012). “Truly, Madly, Deeply!: Memoirs of a Broken Heart's First Love!”, p.275, Faraaz Kazi

• Love never comes with a brochure of rules and regulations, a prospectus with guides of what is acceptable and what is abominable. It’s a standard to follow your heart, and that’s what I did and if doing that hurt you, then I’m sorry… sorry for coming in your life and wasting your time, for causing you an anguish so great that you could not bear the sight of me. Today, I am proud to stand up and honour myself and proclaim to the world… yes, I loved someone more than myself. I loved someone truly, madly, deeply!

  Faraaz Kazi

  Hurt, Sorry, Heart

  FaceBook post by Faraaz Kazi from Sep 16, 2012

• Beauty can only be best described at its origin through a befuddling silence, the kind that leaves one almost on the verge of a pleasurable death, just because one chooses beauty over life. There is nothing in this world to hold something so pure, so divine except a loving heart. And it is the only manner through which love recognises love; the language of love has no alphabet, no words.

  Faraaz Kazi

  Heart, Language Of Love, Silence

  Faraaz Kazi (2012). “Truly, Madly, Deeply!: Memoirs of a Broken Heart's First Love!”, p.38, Faraaz Kazi

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