Hart Broken Quotes

“The mere thought of her with another man is enough to drive me fucking insane. So, yeah, I’m not saying any of that bullshit about how my disability makes me a lesser man. Because it doesn’t. Not for the most part. I’m just saying that she could definitely be better.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“So I prayed. I never pray. God and I have a bit of an estranged relationship. I know that He’s still there. Surprisingly, I’ve never doubted His existence. Not even for a split second. Not even when I probably should have. But I did question what on Earth He was doing. I also spent a whole year being too fucking pissed off to speak with Him. And after that, I just didn’t know what the hell to say anymore. Hence, why I never pray. But now, I fucking prayed. I didn’t pray for Him to save her. That’s not how things work between us. I prayed for the wisdom to know what she needed and the strength to be whatever that was.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Here’s the danger of spilling your insides to someone else. You’re essentially forced to gut yourself in order to do it. There’s no holding back. No contingency plan. No failsafe. You have to go all the way. Past the point of no return. You risk everything you have to bargain with. And everything you can’t afford to lose.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“You always believe captivity is this cruel and awful state to be in. You dream of escaping. Of regaining your freedom. But sometimes, there's safety in restraints. Sometimes, there's safety in chains....Freedom is a frightening prospect when you have no idea where you’re supposed to go next.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Unconditional love isn't loving in spite of, it’s loving regardless.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“....Because time doesn't heal all wounds. It merely puts some distance between you and the traumatic experience. It gives you perspective. That's all that time does.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Cale and I aren't all that different… His paralysis is physical. Mine is emotional. And actually, it's not always about losing anything. Sometimes, everything looks like it's still in working order. All the parts are still there. They appear normal. Perfectly normal. But you just can't move them. No matter how desperately you try.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“It crushes me that I can’t just scoop you up into my arms and carry you back to bed.” “Cale…” “It fucking crushes me every single time.” “I’m so sorry,” she whispered miserably. “I never even thought of that.” “Yeah, I know.” “I should've thought about that.” “No.” His eyes drifted back to hers and he seemed to deflate a bit. “I never want you to think about it. I need you not to think about it.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“The morning after never looks anywhere near as beautiful as the night before. Sometimes, it’s downright ugly. Because you can finally see everything. The cracks in the foundation. The shattered pieces. The old scars. The fresh wounds. The bloodshed. The carnage. And trust me, hearts don’t break without carnage. A lot of freakin’ carnage. And you just want to run. Because you don’t want to look… But it’s the only way that you can assess the damage.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“manhood into smithereens. My ego was bruised. Battered. Mutilated beyond recognition. My pride was hurt. Crushed. Decimated beyond recovery. But by nothing short of a miracle, they were both still there. Still intact. Hanging on by a mere thread. Just barely. Frayed to the point of exhaustion. Eroded to the point of impending failure”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“I am such an asshole. And Jesus Christ, I had my head shoved so far up my ass that I was actually beginning to taste my own bullshit.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Chuckling heartily, Rhett shook his head in earnest. “Your petite size and innocent demeanor don’t fool me one bit. I’m well aware that scary things come in small packages.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“I’m the luckiest man on Earth” but what they really mean is, “I’ve been conditioned to bullshit my girlfriend in order to survive another day and hopefully get laid tonight”? Well, I wasn’t one of those suckers. I was actually the luckiest man on Earth. Because I had it all.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Every time that she smiled at me. Every time that we were in the same damn room. Every time, all I wanted to do, all I wanted to fucking do was… Pin her up against the wall and pound the living daylights out of her. Does that make me sound like a chauvinistic pig? Because I couldn’t care less. I wanted her. I needed her. Everywhere. All the time. Like water. Like fucking air. And apparently, my body had a goddamn homing device built-in too. Because I felt her presence long before I heard the glass door slide open. Because I sensed her closeness long before she whispered my name… “Cale.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Sorry,” was all he said. Foreheads pressed together, Mickey blinked at him. “For what?” “For being temperamental.” “You’re human,” she sighed against his lips. “Only sometimes,” he murmured hoarsely and dipped his head to Mickey’s collarbone, causing her to moan. “Just don’t tell anyone.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“I have no interest in the whole Kingdom.” He winked, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. “Only one angel in particular.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Can you actually die from blushing too hard?”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“A Rusty Nail.” He actually sputtered before echoing, “A Rusty Nail?” “Yep.” Setting the glass back down, Cale narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “As in Drambuie and scotch whiskey?” “I take it with bourbon, not whiskey. Never whiskey.” Shaking his head in disbelief, Cale insisted, “You can’t be serious.” Mickey nodded firmly. “I most certainly am.” “Well, I’ll be damned.” He gave a low whistle, grinning crookedly. “You’re not at all what I expected.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“She had to use the side step as well as the grab handle to successfully climb into the creature known as Bigfoot. Wow. This is really high. How did he manage to get in here? She imagined all the plausible choices and narrowed it down to the two most likely: either a personal jet pack or a teleportation device. I’m going with the latter as a tribute to Star Trek. Beam me up, Scotty! He had been successfully transported into the truck.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“We’re like Pinky and the Brain.” He winked playfully. “I’m just the pretty face.” “That’s still up for debate.” That voice. Mickey slowly turned around. Oh. My. God. There sat Mystery Man a.k.a. Serial Killer Man a.k.a. Identity Theft Man. “Fancy meeting you here, stranger.” He was in a full suit, all black with a metallic plum tie. His unruly chocolate locks had been gently tamed back and those emerald green eyes sparkled dangerously. Not to mention, he was sporting the million-dollar smile, which had already taken up permanent residence in Mickey’s mind. He looks like perfection…”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Mickey sighed in defeat. “Let me grab my purse and I’ll tell you all about it over a piece of cheesecake.” And a scoop of ice cream… Oh, heck! Just hand over the tub! Entering the Twilight Zone calls for an entire tub of ice cream.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“And with that, he spun around and bounced down the curb to wheel off across the street. It was nice to see you too…whatever your name is… Mickey was shocked to see SKM roll up to a black GMC Denali and reach for the driver’s side door. That’s a one-ton truck. That’s an unusually high one-ton truck. She turned and headed back to her office. How in the world is he going to drive that thing? How in the world is he even going to get into it? She resisted the urge to go back and look.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken

“Consider yourself very fortunate that I don’t have my camera with me today, Mr. Windermere,” she joked. Well, half-joked. Okay, I’m not joking at all. Gimme my camera and I’d walk away with enough photos to process this place as the crime scene of a double homicide. Note to self: explore possible career as a bona fide CSI.”
― Annie Arcane, Hart Broken