Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni Quotes

Sometimes you can cattle rope your heart and sometimes you can't, is all.

We should not shed tears That is a surrender of the body to the heart It is only proof That we are beings that do not know What to do with out hearts

Emotions are my weakness. It is in my blood. It is very difficult to control.

There will never come a time when I will be able to resist my emotions.

The human heart is like a ship on a stormy sea driven about by winds blowing from all four corners of heaven.

Although our emotions sometimes behave like spoiled, selfish children, unfortunately we cannot send them to their room or tell them to stop screaming.

Wise people may say what they will, but one passion is never cured by another.

I should try to be strong, but baby, you're the right kind of wrong.

The mind scolds the heart, which makes excuses and goes its own way.

I can control the weather with my moods. I just can’t control my moods.

They said love made you strong, but in Louise's opinion it made you weak. It corkscrewed into your heart and you couldn't get it out again, not without ripping your heart to pieces.

I have been a hundred times on the point of killing myself, but still was fond of life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our worst instincts. What can be more absurd than choosing to carry a burden that one really wants to throw to the ground? To detest, and yet to strive to preserve our existence? To caress the serpent that devours us, and hug him close to our bosoms till he has gnawed into our hearts?

Anger is my biggest enemy in life.

His heart, the war. Her face, the battlefield.

Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have no strength to repent.

There was something about a man with a shovel, and the sweat on his neck might as well have been chocolate sauce. It wasn't fair. Brains and brawns should be two separate categories, not bundled into one irresistible package. She needed to pull herself together before she went after him with a spoon. But where to start?

How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me?

I have made a pact with my tongue, not to speak when my heart is disturbed.

I'm afraid if I listen to my heart once, I'll never figure out how to ignore it again.

You be greater than your feelings. I don't demand this of you - life does. Otherwise you'll be washed away by feelings. You'll be washed out to sea and never seen again.

Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting That would not let me sleep.

It seemed to Alabama that, reaching her goal, she would drive the devils that had driven her - that, in proving herself, she would achieve that peace which she imagined went only in surety of one’s self - that she would be able, through the medium of the dance, to command her emotions, to summon love or pity or happiness at will, having provided a channel through which they might flow. She drove herself mercilessly, and the summer dragged on.

When I'm carried away, isn't it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth?

Someday you will know that the heart is not always as wise as it is strong. - Uncle Eddie

I want, I don’t want. How can one live with such a heart?