He once thought it himself, that he might die with grief: for his wife, his daughters, his sisters, his father and master the cardinal. But pulse, obdurate, keeps its rhythm. You think you cannot keep breathing, but your ribcage has other ideas, rising and falling, emitting sighs. You must thrive in spite of yourself; and so that you may do it, God takes out your heart of flesh, and gives you a heart of stone.
[H]ope takes you by the throat like a stranger, it makes your heart leap.
[T]he heart is like any other organ, you can weigh it on a scale.
God takes out your heart of flesh, and gives you a heart of stone.
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