Quotes About Heart

Always in my heart @Harry_Styles . Yours sincerely, Louis

Women have no wilderness in them,They are provident instead,Content in the tight hot cell of their heartsTo eat dusty bread.

O remember In your narrowing dark hours That more things move Than blood in the heart.

in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.

Pasture, stone wall, and steeple, What most perturbs the mind: The heart-rending homely people, Or the horrible beautiful kind?

Tea instead of gin will warm the heart.

Innocence of heart and violence of feeling are necessary in any kind of superior achievement: The arts cannot exist without them.

No woman should be shame-faced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.

Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.

There is so much love in your heart that you could heal the entire planet. But just for now let us use this love to heal you. Feel a warmth beginning to glow in your heart center, a softness, a gentleness. Let this feeling begin to change the way you think and talk about yourself.

Whenever we are ill, we need to search our hearts to see who it is we need to forgive. The Course in Miracles says that "all disease comes from a state of unforgiveness," and that "whenever we are ill, we need to look around to see who it is that we need to forgive.

Open your heart and let your talents flow out of you. Bless the establishment, all of the people you work with, and the people you work for, and each and every customer with love, and all will go well.

Fear lives in the head. And courage lives in the heart. The job is to get from one to the other." "And between the two is the lump in the throat,

While Henri had a huge heart, he had quite a modest brain. His head was taken up almost entirely by his ears. In fact, his head seemed simply a sort of mount for those ears. Fortunately Henri didn't really need his head. He kept all the important things in his heart.

believe in using your head. But not in spending too much time in there. Fear lives in the head. And courage lives in the heart. The job is to get from one to the other.

Fear lives in the head. And courage lives in the heart. The job is to get from one to the other.

Plenty of time for a close friendship to turn to hate. As only a good friendship could. The conduit to the heart was already created.

And she knew that that was why drugs were so dangerous. Because they blew the mind. Not the heart. But the mind. And the heart followed. And the soul followed that.

The shepherd looked in his direction. Gone to the wrong house, thought Gamache, not altogether surprised. While Henri had a huge heart, he had quite a modest brain. His head was taken up almost entirely by his ears. In fact, his head seemed simply a sort of mount for those ears. Fortunately Henri didn't really need his head. He kept all the important things in his heart.

And now here is my secret, a very simple secret. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

I'm saying people change." She held up her hands to ward off Clara's protests. "I know, it's easy to say. And it doesn't undo the damage. But we've seen changes of heart. Changes of perception. It happens. Racists, homophobes, misogynists, they can change. And some do." "Truth and reconciliation," said Clara. "Yes. The truth must come first. And then, maybe, reconciliation. Maybe.

The memory of the heart was far stronger than whatever was kept in the mind. The question was, what did people keep in their heart?

Would he love this place less because he needed it less? Again he looked at Three Pines, the little village lost in the valley and felt the familiar lifting of his heart. But would it lift if there was no load? Was the final fear that, in losing his fears, he would also lose his joy?

He knew in his heart that anything that offered such peace had great value.