Quotes About Heart

Society has parted man from man, neglectful of the universal heart.

I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Has oftener left me mourning.

A natureza nunca traiu o coração que amava.

So that almost a doubt within me springs   Of Providence, such emptiness at length   Seems at the heart of all things. But, great God!   I measure back the steps which I have trod

They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils

Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:— We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art; Close up those barren leaves; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives.

God gives me the children's ministry heart and patience. This is what He wants. It's awesome. I don't know where He's gonna take it - but God is building this thing.

I'm a romantic slob!

I'm sure the red fern has grown and has completely covered the two little mounds. I know it is still there, hiding its secret beneath those long, red leaves, but it wouldn't be hidden from me for part of my life is buried there, too. Yes, I know it is still there, for in my heart I believe the legend of the sacred red fern.

My heart started acting like a drunk grasshopper.

But facts fall short of truth, because truth includes the yearnings of the human heart—

Half a life ago I was one man, and am now another. Where once I paid attention to my head, I now follow my heart. Where I once I strove for achievement, I now seek to give and receive love. Though I still want to earn a living, my writing now is entirely born in love and offered as love. I

Pooh, how do you spell love?' 'You don't spell love Piglet, you feel it

Whenever there comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever"- Winnie the Pooh.

Some poeople care too much....I think its called Loved

Show me a young Conservative and I'll show you someone with no heart. Show me an old Liberal and I'll show you someone with no brains.

We shall draw from the heart of suffering itself the means of inspiration and survival.

They are all sentimentalists at heart, the Poldarks, Verity thought, and she realized suddenly for the first time that it was a dangerous trait, far more dangerous than any cynicism.

There is no doubt that we love the Lord and are seeking Him, but our loving and seeking the Lord is with a complicated heart.

The heart is deceitful above all things, / And it is incurable; / Who can know it?" (17:9).

Romance is the sweetening of the soul With fragrance offered by the stricken heart.

Worship is not so much what we do but how we do it; not so much what we say or sing but how we are a living sacrifice.

God cares less about what we do than what we are. In the eternal scheme of things, God looks at our hearts, not our résumés.

The way you let your hand rest in mine, my bewitching Sweetheart, fills me with happiness. It is the perfection of confiding love. Everything you do, the little unconscious things in particular, charms me and increases my sense of nearness to you, identification with you, till my heart is full to overflowing.