Quotes About Heart

Though it was at my heart's bidding that I chose the universe wherein I delight, I have at least the power of finding in it the many meanings I wish to find: there is a close relationship between flowers and convicts.

Then, upon turning their heads,they realised that they had unwittingly been following a succession of winding paths more complicated than those of a mine. There was no end to Harcamone's interior. It was more decked with black than capital whose king has just been assassinated. A voice from the heart declared: "The interior is grieving," and they swelled with fear, which rose within them like a light wind above the sea.

My heart's in my hand, and my hand is pierced, and my hand's in the bag, and the bag is shut, and my heart is caught.

C'est fort de cÅ"ur ; ça ne crie pas quand tu les tues, ça te fixe dans les yeux, ça te traverse par les yeux avec l'aiguille des yeux.

C'est pour l'amusette et pour le calmant du cÅ"ur et ça suffit quand je me joue pour moi, parce que je sais déjà, et que ça tombe sur un morceau de mon cÅ"ur qui est sensible comme un Å"il malade. L'autre, c'est pour le sérieux et pour la guérison de l'homme.

Sadness flies on the wings of the morning, and out of the heart of darkness comes the light.

Thou wouldst not think how ill all's here about my heart Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth So

Lord, what fools these mortals be! Wonder on till truth make all things plain A foolish heart, that I leave here behind I know a bank where the wild thyme blows If we shadows have offended She'd

Trust your heart rather than your head.

For the ancients, to meditate is to read a text and to learn it "by heart" in the fullest sense of this expression, that is, with one's whole being: with the body, since the mouth pronounced it, with the memory which fixes it, with the intelligence which understands its meaning, and with the will which desires to put it into practice.

The little girl's gentle touch struck an inner chord in his lonely old heart.

[H]e sang words without sense, but their tone went to his heart...

[Victor's] heart was on the sunny side of love...

And yet there leaped from his heart a high fountain of love, which penetrated even to the remotest brother.... his heart adhered everywhere like hooked seed, and sent the roots of its happiness into every other being's lot.

Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, it is, for that reason, to be of no account?

The joy of giving can uplift the saddened heart.

Moisture and greeness have to do with innocence, love, heart, feelings and tears. All of the [fluids] in our body become moist when we are moved-we cry, we lubricate, we bleed, all of the numinous experiences of our bodies have to do with moisture. And it's moisture that brings life to this planet, that is the cure for the desert experience and the cure for aridness.

To know how to choose a path with heart is to learn how to follow intuitive feeling. Logic can tell you superficially where a path might lead to, but it cannot judge whether your heart will be in it.

To her own heart, which was shaped exactly like a valentine, there came a winglike palpitation, a delicate exigency, and all the fragrance of all the flowery springtime love affairs that ever were seemed waiting for them in the whiskey bottle.

To her own heart, which was shaped exactly like a valentine, there came a winglike palpitation, a delicate exigency, and all the fragrance of all the flowery springtime love affairs that ever were seemed waiting for them in the whisky bottle. To mingle their pain their handshake had promised them, was to produce a separate entity, like a child that could shift for itself, and they scrambled hastily toward this profound and pastoral experience.

She had a heart like a Twinkie, full of oversweet goo, yes, a real junk-food heart.

When children are loved, they live off trust; their bides and hearts open up to those who respect and love them, who understand and listen to them.

Prayer is a meeting which nourishes our hearts. It is presence and communion. The secret of our being is in this kiss of God by which we know we are loved and forgiven. In our deepest selves, below the levels of action and understanding, there is a vulnerable heart, a child who loves but is afraid to love. Silent prayer nourishes this deep place.

That is the fundamental question; how to trust that she has a heart and that she can, little by little, receive love, be transformed by love, and then give love.