Bring Down the Stars and Long Live the Beautiful Hearts by Emma Scott

Bring Down the Stars & Long Live the Beautiful Hearts by Emma Scott

Thanks, NetGalley for allowing me the opportunity to read and review this duet.

First time reading Emma Scott, I heard a lot about her, and her writing awhile ago but didn’t have the opportunity to read her work until now.  Going in blind is the best way to read a new author.

Based on a play from Cyrano de Bergerac, the story is about a triangle of true friendship, unrequited love, and the power of pretty words and poetry. I can honestly say, I’ve not read enough or understood the prose of poetry. Therefore, I’m not a huge fan of poetry, but in this case, the poetry only adds more romance to the storyline.  Having admitted my lack of knowledge of poetry, I feel inadequate to write a review that will showcase Emma Scott’s talent.   What I can do is try and express how this story has affected me and share some lines from both books which have impacted and left a mark on my soul.  This duet is not for the faint of heart; it pulls heavy on your heart and soul and will leave you wrung out like a dirty dish rag. Yes, it’s that powerful, and that emotional! Highly recommended!

“Feelings,” I said, “are like tonsils. Mostly useless, and occasionally a source of pain and discomfort.”

“Parfois, le cœur se cache derrière l’esprit. Sometimes the heart hides itself behind the mind.”

Sometimes the heart hides itself behind the mind.”

“I worried I would grow up to be trash too, and would hurt any woman I might someday love, so I vowed not to love anyone.”

 â€œâ€¦pretty words weren’t enough without something real behind them,”

“The fight you have to fight is for you so that the love you feel for her has a chance.”

“For you, I would bring down the stars, wreath their fire around your neck like diamonds, and watch them pulse to the beat of your heart.”

“Something good and whole in her spoke to the something rotted and broken in me.” 

“I’m in love with her. The truth was bold and start on the blank page of my heart. I put my pen to paper and began to write.” 

“I have loved you with both Hands tied behind my back Bound with pen and ink Paper and words Sealed with someone else’s name until this moment in which I am nothing but a man who loves a woman. There is nothing left to say Except to give all of my heart For you.”

 â€œYou have a thousand hearts’ worth of love to give. A thousand tears may fall when one heart breaks. But never cry for shame.” He cupped my chin in his thick hand. “Even love lost was well-spent.”

“She’s in love with my soul, he said. And my soul is you.” 

He held my heart in his hands with reverence and care. 
He helped me find my soul’s greatest purpose in life. 
He loved me with a love so pure and vibrant, I knew I’d never feel anything like it in a hundred lifetimes. 
It was real. 

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