A heart, bruised and battered, bleeding all over her soul staining it perhaps permanently; was it a lost cause?
— Sadaf Shahzad, Broken Strings
“Even though my mother has a heart lined with marshmallows for me, she never refuses anything that I say.”

“On my way back I thought about how causally Sameer was talking to his mother, how his mother was talking to me, with so much affection, with so much love.”
