An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.

'Tis a word that's quickly spoken,
Which being restrained, a heart is broken.

I thought to undermine the heart
By whispering in the ear.

Hearts can break. Yes. Hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don't.

Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will break our hearts

Sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will break our hearts. . . .

It is strange how often a heart must be broken
Before the years can make it wise.

An envious heart makes a treacherous ear. They done 'heard' bout you just what they hope done happened.

Times change, and people change; and if our hearts do not change as readily, so much the worse for us.

The cold heart will burst
If mistrusted first
And a calm heart will break
When given a shake

Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe.

Nor peace nor ease the heart can know
Which, like the needle true,
Turns at the touch of joy or woe,
But turning, trembles too.

If it were not for hopes, the heart would break.

None but an ear, quickened as the mind can quicken the faculties of the body, could have heard a step that hesitated on the threshold.