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The heart was a weak, changeable thing, bent on nothing but love, and there could be no more fatal mistake than to make it your master. reason must be in charge. it comforted you for the heart's foolishness, it sang mocking songs about love, derided it as a whim of nature, transient as flowers. so why did she still keep following her heart?
-Cornelia Funke
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The Heart Was A Weak, Changeable Thing,

Cornelia Funke
The heart was a weak, changeable thing, bent on nothing but love, and there could be no more fatal mistake than to make it your master. reason must be in charge. it comforted you for the heart's foolishness, it sang mocking songs about love, derided it as a whim of nature, transient as flowers. so why did she still keep following her heart?
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