Quotes About Heart

What does any of that have to do with the quiet glory of merely making things, and then sharing those things with an open heart and no expectations? I

Which left me with nothing but a dazzled heart and the sense that I live in a most remarkable world, thick with mysteries. It all called to mind the British physicist Sir Arthur Eddington's memorable explanation of how the universe works: "Something unknown is doing we don't know what." But the best part is: I don't need to know what.

But you must stop looking at the world through your head. You must look through your heart, instead. That way, you will know God.

Your ego's job isn't to serve you. Its only job is to keep itself in power. And right now, your ego's scared to death cuz it's about to get downsized. You keep up this spiritual path, baby, and that bad boy's days are numbered. Pretty soon your ego will be out of work, and your heart'll be making all the decisions.

Para hallar el equilibrio que buscas te tienes que convertir en esto. Debes tener los pies tan firmemente plantados en la tierra que parezca que tienes cuatro piernas en lugar de dos. De este modo podrás estar en el mundo. Pero debes dejar de mirar el mundo con la mente. Tienes que mirarlo con el corazón. Así llegarás a conocer a Dios.

The resting place of the mind is the heart. The only thing the mind hears all day is clanging bells and noise and argument, and all it wants is quietude. The only place the mind will ever find peace is inside the silence of the heart. That's where you need to go.

try saying this: "I enjoy my creativity." And when you say it, be sure to actually mean it. For one thing, it will freak people out. I believe that enjoying your work with all your heart is the only truly subversive position left to take as a creative person these days. It's such a gangster move, because hardly anybody ever dares to speak of creative enjoyment aloud, for fear of not being taken seriously as an artist. So say it. Be the weirdo who dares to enjoy.

Sex is often a cheat - a shortcut of intimacy. A way to skip over knowing somebody's heart by knowing, instead, their mere body.

All human beings have their otherness and it is that which cries out to the heart.

Making the decision to have a child—it is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go

You know how your eyes can deceive you at times--how a group of shapes and shadows can take on a certain form and then shift into another? It wasn't really like that; there was no physical change in him, he was exactly the same as he'd always been. I knew every line of his long body and every curl on his disheveled black head. I'd just never seen him before. you know what I'm trying to say, don't you? The change is in the heart.

She was so pitiful as she lay there on the cold, damp ground that only a heart of stone could have been unmoved. There are many hearts of that composition, however.

She belongs to the winter that is past, to the darkness that is over, and has no part or lot in the life I shall lead for the next six months. Oh, I could dance and sing for joy that the spring is here! What a resurrection of beauty there is in my garden, and of brightest hope in my heart.

and just loving him with all her simple young heart and entirely believing in him, had made him, so completely commonplace before in all his utterances, suddenly—at least in the pulpit—sing. Was it acute, personal experience that one needed? Did one only cry out the truth really movingly when under some sort of lash, either of grief or ecstasy?

September 15th. After that I opened my heart to him, and listened reverently to all he had to say, and treasured up his kind and encouraging advice, and wished he could stay here a whole year and help me through the seasons. But he went, as people one likes always do go, and he was the only guest I have had whose departure made me sorry.

It's nonverbal: I need love. I need the thing that happens when your brain shuts off and your heart turns on. And I know it's around me somewhere, but I just can't feel it.

What makes you think i'm so rich you can steal my heart and i won't feel a thing?

And then there are my friends, and they have their own lives. While they like to talk everything through, to analyze and hypothesize, what I really need, what I'm really looking for, is not something I can articulate. It's nonverbal: I need love. I need the thing that happens when your brain shuts off and your heart turns on. And I know it's around me somewhere, but I just can't feel it.

I need love. I need the thing that happens when your brain shuts off and your heart turns on.

It's nonverbal: I need love. I need the thing that happens when your brain shuts off and your heart turns on.

That's when I understood deeply that with all my studies of other religions, basically I really am devoted to Jesus. I am not a church-going Christian, not a conventional one by most standards, but in my heart, Jesus is my guru.

Humility is perfect quietness of heart. It is to expect nothing, to

Being a good steward of time doesn't start with managing it better. It doesn't begin with being more organized, efficient, and disciplined. These are great virtues. But one can be the most organized person on the planet and still have a heart as cold as steel, locked tight as a heavy file cabinet, a heart that does not really acknowledge the master's rights to all those files.

Healing unhealthy relationships with created things is not a management issue. It's a heart issue, a question of just where our highest allegiances lie.