Andrea Gibson Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• Sometimes the break in your heart is like the hole in the flute. Sometimes it’s the place where the music comes through.

  Andrea Gibson

  Love, Music, Broken Heart

• If you were to press your heart close up against somebody else’s heart eventually your hearts will start beating at the same time. And two little babies in an incubator, their hearts will beat at the same time. Love that. So if you have somebody in your life that is prone to anxiety, like myself, and if you happen to be a calm person, you could come up and hug me heart to heart and my heart hopefully would slow to yours. And I just love that idea. Or maybe yours would speed up to mine. But either way, we’ll be there together.

  Andrea Gibson

  Baby, Heart, Ideas

• Remember, you didn’t come here to write your heart out. You came to write it in.

  Andrea Gibson

  Writing, Heart, Remember You

• I’m never gonna wait that extra twenty minutes to text you back, and I’m never gonna play hard to get when I know your life has been hard enough already. When we all know everyone’s life has been hard enough already it’s hard to watch the game we make of love, like everyone’s playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I don’t want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there’s gonna have to be a thousand separate heavens for all of my flying parts.

  Andrea Gibson

  Heart, Enough Already, Play Hard

• I'm not lookin' for someone who can save me. Life rafts might keep you afloat but they rarely get you anywhere and I've got places I wanna go. So break me in two, peel back my rib cage and cover every page of my heart with love poems you will burn someday.

  Andrea Gibson

  Inspirational, Heart, Two

• I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.

  Andrea Gibson

  Home, Writing, Heart

• You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging 'Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I become.'

  Andrea Gibson

  Heart, Moon, Waxing

• You can stand on the cliff of my heart and shout nothing but ‘ugly’ through me. I promise all I will echo back is ‘Beauty, beauty, you have always been beauty

  Andrea Gibson

  Heart, Echoes, Promise

• Do you think anger is a sincere emotion or the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?

  Andrea Gibson

  Pain, Heart, Thinking

• My heart is still a leather jacket I am waiting to give to someone sweet.

  Andrea Gibson

  Inspirational, Sweet, Heart

• Don't google your name. Ever.
  Don't “search” for yourself
  on anything that glows in the dark.
  Don't let your beauty
  be something anyone can turn off.
  Don't edit your ugly out of your bio.
  Let your light come from the fire.
  Let your pain be the spark,
  but not the timber.
  Remember, you didn't come here
  to write your heart out.
  You came to write it in.

  Andrea Gibson

  Pain, Writing, Heart

• I know this world is far from perfect. I am not the type to mistake a streetlight for the moon. I know our wounds are deep as the Atlantic. But every ocean has a shoreline and every shoreline has a tide that is constantly returning to wake the songbirds in our hands, to wake the music in our bones, to place one fearless kiss on the mouth of that new born river that has to run through the center of our hearts to find its way home.

  Andrea Gibson

  Running, Mistake, Ocean

• You are not weak just because your heart feels so empty.

  Andrea Gibson

  Heart, Empty, Weak

• When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain.

  Andrea Gibson

  Rain, Heart, Broken

  Andrea Gibson (Poet) (2013). “Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns”, p.32, SCB Distributors

• Last night I saw your ghost pedalling a bicycle with a basket towards a moon as full as my heavy head and I wanted nothing more than to be sitting in that basket like ET with my glowing heart glowing right through my chest and my glowing finger pointing in the direction of our home.

  Andrea Gibson

  Inspirational, Home, Heart

• Cause I might be naked and lonely Shaking branches for bones But I'm still time zones away From who I was the day before we met You were the first mile Where my heart broke a sweat And I wish you were here I wish you'd never left But mostly I wish you well I wish you my very very best.

  Andrea Gibson

  Inspirational, Lonely, Heart

  Andrea Gibson (Poet) (2013). “Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns”, p.44, SCB Distributors

• You have a heart of gold and I am kneeling in your bloodstream panning for the only thing that has ever felt like home.

  Andrea Gibson

  Home, Heart, Gold

• I have never met a heavy heart that wasn’t a phone booth with a red cape inside Some people will never understand the kind of superpower it takes for some people to just walk outside Some days I know my smile looks like the gutter of a falling house But my hands are always holding tight to the ripchord of believing

  Andrea Gibson

  Believe, Fall, Heart

• Every lover is a storm chaser.
  Every good heart has lost its roof.

  Andrea Gibson

  Heart, Storm, Lovers

• My heart is a parachute that has never opened in time.

  Andrea Gibson

  Heart, My Heart, Parachutes

  Andrea Gibson (Poet) (2013). “Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns”, p.6, SCB Distributors

• It's your worst sin saving your f***ing life; It's the devil's knife carving holes into your soul so angels have a way to make their way inside; Life doesn't rhyme. Still, life is poetry, not math. The whole world's a stage, but the stage is a meditation mat. You tilt your head back; you breathe. when your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and you pray for rain.

  Andrea Gibson

  Rain, Heart, Angel

• I know a thousand things louder than a soldier's gun; I know the heartbeat of his mother.

  Andrea Gibson

  Mother, Heart, Gun

  Andrea Gibson (Poet) (2013). “Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns”, p.11, SCB Distributors

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